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Max
I rollmy eyes as I leave my bedroom and grab the door. I feel like a parent and I’ll be sending my kid off to the dance, hell I dressed him and now he’s got a ride.
I reach for the door and suddenly there is an incredibly hot redhead standing on my doorstep. She is vaguely familiar, but I just can’t place her. I step aside and let her inside with a smile. As she passes me, I have a fleeting reminder of a table of empty shot glasses, long beautiful legs, those legs wrapped around me and then I look up at the same time, but her face doesn’t fit.
“Max,” she says as she passes me.
So she either knows me or she knows of me.
“Okay, so, what do you think?” Davis says as he walks out of my bedroom in the paisley shirt.
“It’s definitely a shirt.” The redhead replies.
“A shirt that looks good, or do I look like a freaking idiot? Be honest.” Davis asks her.
“Well, it’s a conversation starter for sure.” She laughs.
I’ve moved from the doorway entrance to the kitchen area, with a straight view of the redhead so I can further try to figure out just where I know her from. There were many evenings that are a blur to me, sometimes I was with more than one female an evening. It’s then that I realize I’m a slut.
I knew from this morning that the names that Davis mentioned were familiar, but of course I didn’t put the two together.
“So, you work with Davis?” I ask leaning against the counter.
The redhead startles as she looks at me and then smiles a little too big as if she knows a secret that I don’t. She must have not known Davis had a brother, or that I lived here.
“Yeah, we’re all teachers. I’m 2nd and Tate is Kindergarten.” She says walking over to the counter to close the distance.
“I see.” I don’t see the other person that she is talking about, and I can’t think of anything else to say, however this is some serious déjà-vu that I’m having right now. I’m still racking my brain on details, she just mentioned someone else, why would she mention someone else and why is she looking at me like she knows something that I don’t?
“Where’s Tatum?” Davis asks walking back into the room and rolling up the sleeves on the shirt.
“She’s in the car. She, um didn’t want to come in.” The redhead says looking at me quickly then back to Davis.
Tatum.
That was one of the names that Davis said this morning. Sammie and Tatum. Tatum and Sammie. This whole being sober thing and remembering things when you were drunk is annoying. I ran my hand through my hair, frustrated with the struggle of trying to grasp my thoughts.
“Holy Shit.” I exhale. I look at Sammie, my mouth a gape. Davis is looking at me puzzled and then he gets a knowing look in his eyes.
“The hotel. Sisters birthday. Tatum. Letter. What the …” I can’t complete a coherent thought let alone say it out loud.
“Nice to see you again Maxy boy.” Sammie smiles.
“So uh, yeah….” Davis looks nervous. “You met my friends during your… um vacation.” Davis steps beside Sammie.
“And you knew this the whole time?” I ask Davis, my voice getting louder than usual. “Tatum, she’s in the car? Why didn’t she want to come inside?” I ask turning to Sammie.
“She didn’t want to run into you, in case you were home. And you are,” Sammie says spreading her arms out in a grand gesture.
“I wasn’t a dick to her, quite the opposite.” I try to smile, but I’m trying to also get a grip on my frustration.
“There’s my asshole brother. Leave Tatum alone, Max, she didn’t wanna come inside, plain and simple. You may have just been a one night stand to her.” Davis said defending the girl who sat outside. He gestures to the front door and Sammie follows.
“It was good to see you again Max. Have a good night.” Sammie fakes a smile as she reaches to open the front door.
I follow behind them, Sammie is out of the house and walking down the walk-way towards a car parked at the curb. Davis stops just short of the front door and turns to me and places his hand against my chest as I attempt to walk down the pathway.
