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Memories of him, what once was, and what could have been are the teardrops that stain my pillow. I feel lost somewhere between the moon and the stars.

Chapter Two
    Turner pops his head through the door, “hey pumpkin, you ready to play hostess?” I swear every single time pumpkin rolls off his tongue I feel flushed.
    “Yea I’m sorry, my head got away from me for a minute.”
    “Marla looks great today, don’t worry about her so much.”
    Now I feel like a selfish bitch, because that was the last thing on my mind. Time to get my head out of the clouds and get with it, Aiden is counting on me, and only me.
    I step outside and the sight of my little man surrounded by his buddies is enough to wipe all the negative thoughts from my mind. He runs over to me and says “dis fun ma!”
    Aiden blows out his candles and digs into his cake and presents. Turner excuses himself to his car and comes back with a football shaped piñata. And of course he drives a car that displays how fucking hot he is. He drives a black ’78 Firebird. That car just screams come take a ride on the wild side. And if the beautiful body of the car isn’t enough to catch your attention, the purr of the engine will have you having a cargasm.
    He hangs the piñata low from a tree in the backyard, and all of the kids are eagerly waiting their turn to swing the bat. He instructs Aiden that he gets to go first because it’s his special day. Aiden is already so competitive just like Brody. He even has some of his same mannerisms, tucking his lose waves of his sandy brown hair behind his ear as he adjusts his grip on the bat and takes a practice swing. He wears a look of pure determination on his face, and his little tongue sticks out a little to the left.
    I know I need to have his hair cut, but this mom wants enjoy her little man having curls just a bit longer. He is so much like his father it almost frightens me. I don’t want to think about that now though. I direct my attention to back to Turner.
    “Thank you for everything today, you didn’t have to do all of this. I really appreciate it though.”
    “I wanted to do it, and you don’t need to thank me. Tomorrow is your first night at the club, right?” I nod. “I’ll be there, so if you need anything come find me.” I turned down his offer to be a burlesque dancer at the club for months before I caved in and accepted his offer. The money was just too good to pass up. He wipes a nervous bead of sweat from his brow. “Want me to stick around and help clean up, I don’t mind. I’m not picking my date up until seven.”
    I don’t know why, but I feel a pang of jealousy at the thought of him having a date. He is your friend Darby and your boss! Shake those thoughts right now, I scold myself. I clear my throat.
    “A date, that is awesome!” I gush with fake enthusiasm. “Go on get out of here. But you have a little bit of blue icing on your shirt, so you may want to change first though. Who’s the lucky lady?”
    “I haven’t met her yet, it’s a blind date. Chris set me up with her, a friend of his wife. Her names Amy I think.”
    “You think! You had better find out before you pick her up.” I teasingly punch him on the arm.
    He takes me into a bear hug, and squeezes me tight, and his lips barely brush my neck. I freeze in place. The small gesture of affection catches me completely off guard. I think it was an accident, so I take an awkward step back, and place some much needed distance between the two of us. The feeling of his warm breathe against my flesh makes me feel a bit dizzy. I don’t want him having this effect on me, but he has the ability to consume me. He knows it too. Part of me thinks he loves to watch me squirm.
    “So have fun on your date tonight.” I punch him again and run off after Aiden for an excuse to get away from him.
    “What was that all about?”
    “I’m not sure what you are referring to.”
    “You can’t fool me girl, the two of you just had a moment