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“Thank you for coming here and talking to me,” I whispered in his ear.
“Of course.”
After telling each other goodnight, Rhys returned to his black Chevy Z-71 truck parked in the driveway. On the day he got it—the same day as our first date—he named it “Black Betty” after the song by Ram Jam. It was played at every football home game as the Cypress Hills’ varsity team busted through the breakaway banner that my cheer squad and I had made—Rhys always smiling and winking at me as he passed by.
Those memories were still as pristine as ever, just like the ones that Rhys and I made inside Black Betty. The night I lost my V-card to him in the front seat was crystal clear in my mind. So was the first time I tasted him and when he tasted me. His body used to be my playground and mine was his.
There were occasions when we just fucked each other to get our lusty fix. The majority of the time, though, we made love. Slow, deep, emotional love. The kind that heals parts of you that you didn’t even know needed healing.
Rhys reached for the driver-side door handle and then looked over his shoulder at me, still standing on the walkway. “If I don’t see you again before you go back to Fort Worth, I want you to be careful. Lots of crazy drivers out there on I-20,” he said.
“I’ll be careful.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
After he drove off, I returned to my momma and daddy’s house. Walking upstairs, I prayed to God, giving thanks for bringing Rhys and me back together as friends.
When I opened my bedroom door, my girls ran up to me, grinning from ear to ear.
“Give us the juice! Now!” Macie demanded.
“Rhys and I had a wonderful talk.”
“It looked like it.”
“We’re friends. I mean, he said he’s always been mine. Anyway, that’s where we are.”
“How do you feel about it?”
“Relieved. Happy. It was so nice to have a real conversation with Rhys again. Everything naturally flowed.”
“Like it used to. Question, though. Do you think you and Rhys can keep things at a friendship level? I ask because of how y’all were with each other at Cheers and Beers.”
“I understand, and yes, Rhys and I will be fine. We addressed how far we allowed things to go between us on the dance floor. Memories of us affected him like they had me, and we both got caught up in the moment. But we’re good now.”
I turned to Rachel and noticed a look of concern on her face.
“Spit it out, sister,” I told her.
“Are you going to tell Chad about you and Rhys talking again?”
“I haven’t even thought that far ahead, but Rhys did mention not wanting our friendship to cause problems between Chad and me. I don’t see why it would.”
Macie huffed. “I do. Chad is possessive as hell of you.”
“Protective.”
“Call it whatever you want, but I wouldn’t tell him about you and Rhys if I were you.”
“It’s only right that I do.”
“Then get ready for an alpha male showdown between your annoying fiancé and amazing high school sweetheart.”
CH 7 - #timing
Rhys
