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“Hey, baby girl. What do you have on tap for tonight?”
“Not a thing. I’m going to sit home and watch a movie. I think The Notebook is on.”
“No, no, no. I refuse to hear any more about that movie. You can’t sit here and live vicariously through the movie screen. Get out. Go to a bar or something.”
“By myself?”
“What’s the big deal? You sit, have a few drinks, and wait for them to come to you. With your looks, you won’t be paying for your drinks for long.”
“I could never do that.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I just can’t. I can’t go out alone.”
“You’re hopeless. And put on some panties, you’re driving me crazy.”
I stick my tongue out at him and flip up the back of my nightgown as I walk down the hall—Nathaniel whistles at my bare ass.
Chapter 3
Nate hands me the jar of pomade. I’ve spent the last five hours lounging around in shorts and a t-shirt on the couch. The day was wasted, but I don’t care, I needed some relaxation. My mother called me four times to ask if I was coming to Jersey. I lied and told her that Nathaniel and I had plans while he stood in front of me, telling me what a liar I was.
“How’s that?” I say after I fix Nate’s hair. It looks perfect to me, but he always has to move a wisp of hair here or there.
“Now, it’s exactly the way I want it.”
“You look great. Are you bringing home guests tonight?”
“I doubt it. I slept great, not having to share my bed with a tangle of legs and arms.”
“Try sleeping with one woman at a time.”
“The more, the better. You should try it sometime. Live a little.”
“Nate, I don’t tell you how to live, do I?”
“No, but I’m not saying you have to have a threesome. Have a twosome. Call Jordan.”
“I forgot to get his number. I gave him mine.”
“Just brilliant. You find a nice guy and don’t get his number?”
“I don’t think he would be hard to find. How many Jordan Graysons own a bunch of businesses? I bet I can find him on the internet.”
“His offices maybe but not his cell.”
“If he wants to go out, he’ll get in touch with me.”
“And therein lies the problem. You wait for everyone to be the doer.”
I glance at my watch, “Don’t you have to leave?”
“Yes, but I swear, if you don’t fuck this guy, then I’m going to do it.”
“Promises, Promises.”
He gives me a curt smile and gives himself another glance in the mirror. Nate is wearing a dark blue dress shirt and tight jeans. He can make anything look great. It’s no wonder why he has a bevy of willing women to share his bed. He kisses my cheek and tells me goodbye. I probably will be long asleep by the time he gets home—just another lonely night for me.
