“No, he’s not a crazy person.”
“Well then just let him know what’s up. Y’all just chilling until you go home or whatever.”
“Makes sense.”
“This is all good news. You got to pop your vintage pussy. What was the bad news?”
“Erik.”
“Ugh! What he do?”
“He has a kid.”
“His girlfriend had a baby?” She came to the logical conclusion. Erik didn’t make sense.
“No, LaTasha doesn’t have a baby with him. Some other girl has a baby by him.”
“I know you lying?”
“No, no, he has a three-year-old with someone named Stephanie.”
“Gurl, no. Is this a rumor or facts?”
“Big fuckin’ facts. My son told me. Erik has been hiding this three-year-old little girl from me and I don’t know, maybe everybody.”
“He’s a whole piece of shit.”
“Ah yes, because I know you can count. Shit don’t match up. I know I’m not supposed to care but I’m so glad I’m here in Galena because if I was home— I don’t know. I could just knock his big ass head off his shoulders.”
“I feel you. That’s more of a reason for you to do you. I know that’s your ex-husband but he a real piece of shit.”
“Yes, he is. I told you that when you were talking about don’t just give up on your marriage.”
“Shit, Black love is so hard to hold onto. I’m sorry. I just hate seeing Black couples divorce. I’ve never even been married.”
“Marriage isn’t all that. I will never do it again. Never.”
“At least you tried. I’m not going to take back your invite to the cookout if you fuck this young ass White man.”
“Okay thanks, because I’m so good with leaving all the drama in the past.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
Talking with Rolanda made me feel so much better. We talked for a few more minutes and I got out of the tub and made me something to eat. The bath helped with the aches. I had been worked over pretty damn good.
Jason was rough a few times last night but it was a turn on. His power and enthusiasm made me feel desired. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt like a man wanted me so badly.
In one night, Jason made me feel young. He made me feel like I was enough. He reminded me of those days when guys were so into you they would practically pop your buttons or rip your clothes trying to get them off of you. Those were the days before we all had to grow up and start acting like adults. Those were the days before sex started to become routine and planned.
When you were with someone for a long time you knew exactly what position they were going to put you in. You knew when they were going to come and how long sex was going to last. It was boring. While married I personally didn’t seek pleasure with someone else because I believed in loyalty and commitment.
Chapter 13
JASON
I didn’t want to leave Kat. I was starving for sex and I wanted more. My mobile was on silent but I knew David was blowing an entire blood vessel. My text saying I will be home in the morning didn’t go over well with him. I sent it before I went to Kat’s bedroom. I couldn’t check my mobile while we were shagging.
In the morning I saw his messages. I didn’t listen to the voicemail but I’m sure it wasn’t pretty. All these people were so concerned about my well-being. I should be happy they cared but they were getting paid to care.
I knew I was a rule breaker but that had never been my intention. I didn’t set out to be a bloody fuck up. I just seemed like it was inevitable. I was a former child star after all. I fit the mold. Most of my old co-workers had turned out worse.
I rode my bike for a mile then I hopped off and decided to walk. I wasn’t in a major hurry to get scolded. I wanted to preserve my positive and happy energy for a few more minutes before the shit hit the fan.
I decided to put Billy Idol’s music on in my ears. I turned the volume up. My mobile began to ring right at the beginning of Rebel Yell. I already knew who was ringing me. The party was officially over so I answered.
“Glynn.”
“Jag, what the fuck is going on over there?”
I let my bike fall to the grass and I planted my bum on the grass beside it.
“I broke one of his rules,” I admitted there was no reason for lies at this point.
“He says you didn’t come back to the house last night. He said you went M.I.A.”
“That is true.” I sang. “I didn’t come back last night and since I’m in a sharing mood. I’m not back now.”
“Fuck! Where are you?”
“I’m on my way back.”
“Jag, where are you coming from?”
“The candy shop.”
“What are, what were you doing there?”
“I had a sleepover.”
“Why? Are you off the wagon? Be honest with me.”
“No, not exactly. I’m not using again. No drugs. No booze.”
“So what the fuck is going on? David is livid.”
“I broke the shagging rule.”
“Jesus Jag! How? You don’t even know anyone in that town.”
“True, sort of.”
“Jag you are there for one reason. No one is even supposed to know that you aren’t in London.”
“Calm your chest hairs. I’m incognito.”
“Okay, you broke the sex rule. Who did you sleep with?”
“The candy shopkeeper.” I smiled thinking about her face as she came all over my cock.
“What, the old lady?”
“She’s not old. She’s in her forties.”
“What the hell?”
“Not hell but a rather nice slice of heaven.”
“All you have are jokes.”
“Glynn it was just a shag? I’m not about to spiral out of control.”
“I don’t’ know what to believe. Did you really fuck your boss?”
“I did and I don’t regret it. You haven’t seen her. She’s a fucking goddess. She has all her original parts. No surgeries. She’s like a bloody unicorn.”
“Why do you set out to
