really want to know?
“Boy, named him Karter. He is four months old now and so adorable.” There I go again.
“That's great, you got any pictures of him with ya?” is he for real? Most men, you say that your uterus has been occupied by a child they hightail it as far away from you as they can.
“Um yes, I do actually,” I say then grab my phone before I can show him I get interrupted by a bottle redhead wearing next to nothing. Her button down shirt is tied at her waist and her barely there shorts have holes in them exposing her black lacy panties. Oh, and of course she is wearing cowboy boots, the blinged out kind with wings on them. Yuck.
“Row, you said you were going to be right back.” She says with a pout face then gives me a glare. Bitch. I almost feel my claws coming out but why I don't know, I have no claim on this man. We are only talking and I'm sure he isn't interested anyway.
“Yeah, I'm talking now Melony, I will be over there in a few.” He says brushing her off.
“It’s Madeline.” She huffs then stomps off.
“Sorry about that, let's see them pictures.” Who is this guy?
“If I'm keeping you…” he puts up his hand.
“Hell no, you ain't. I'm right where I want to be, now, pictures.”
I really don't know how long it's been. We are both sitting at a table laughing about… everything really. We have talked about his family my family and more about Karter. We are having so much fun together that when bottle Red comes up to Row’s side we don't even notice her at first. At first . Until she starts whining.
“Row I'm ready to leave.” He clears his throat.
“Oh yeah, Melony.” He says getting her name wrong again, I laugh internally when she gives him a look but doesn't correct him this time. I take this as my cue to get going.
“Well I had a lot of fun tonight thank you, maybe I will see you around sometime.” I get up and leave without letting him respond, he really does have his hands full with Red anyway.
“You two were over there talking for an awfully long time, you seeing him again?” Cristal asks when we get home.
“Probably not, he seems like a player, I really don't need something like that in my life, besides I only have room for one man in my life and his name is Karter.”
“He is one handsome man.” That he is. Luckily I don't see any of his father in him, he looks mostly like me. Poor guy even has my nose.
“When is Linnie suppose to drop the little guy off?” I sigh, I really do miss him. Don't get me wrong this nice little break is wonderful, but I really do feel like a piece of me is missing.
“Sunday afternoon.”
“Anything else planned?”
“I'm having lunch with dad tomorrow. He flies in, in the morning.” He has been trying to get me to bring Karter to California for a visit. He never did marry again and I’m his only child so being in Karter’s life I think is his way of getting back all the time he lost with me growing up. “Have you seen my phone? I thought it was in my purse but I can't find it.”
“No I haven't, you want me to call it for you?” shit did I leave it at the bar?
“Yeah please.” She does and puts the phone to her ear, then gets a look on her face that has me taking the phone out of her hand and putting it to my ear. I hear a woman moaning in pleasure and slapping of skin. Clearly, it's two people fucking. What I hear next has me almost quivering.
“Fuck Dove.” A familiar deep southern voice growls out. My eyes snap to Cristal's and I quickly take the phone away from my ear hanging it up. What the hell was that?
“I think I know where my phone is,” I say trying to break the weird vibe that is going on right now. “I will try and find it… tomorrow I guess. Night.” I all but run to my room and shut the door. His voice is echoing in my head, and he said, Dove. Is that what he calls all of the girls? I'm not sure, he never called that Melony chick that tonight, could he have been…? The thought
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