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.Don t tell me.it sAndrea.no, Amber.that s not right either.Give me a minute, I ll getit.I m starting to fume.It s one thing for Tonya to be so rude as towake me in the middle of the night, but calling to fill me in aboutpicking up some leggy chick? That pisses me off. What time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow? she asks. Oh, shit, I forgot.I can t make it.8283 You re not backing out on me again! The echo over the linepunctuates her disappointment and makes me feel like a pig forcanceling. I m going to the Kingsleys. Goddamn it.I should ve known you wouldn t go. Fly, I ve got a. The word date won t come out. You ve got what, a bug up your ass? Fine by me.Sit in thatfucking house till you rot, for all I care. Call me tomorrow. I hang up without saying goodbye.There s noreasoning with her when she s got a gut full of hooch and a pair of longlegs waiting.I ll explain after the booze has worn off and the scent ofsex has been washed away.Jitterbug crawls up and slurps my face.I push her to arm s lengthand scratch the back of her neck. Jit, one of these days, I m going toslap the piss out of her.* * *It s only 6:30, but I m already dressed for dinner and pacing theliving room.I scuff across the carpet, trace my finger along the sofatable as I pass, and stop at the bar before spinning on my heels to reversethe trek.When I ramble to the foyer and touch the front door knob, I vebuilt up enough static electricity to shock the bejesus out of myself.Iswear under my breath and start to pace again.Jitterbug s whimpering is driving me crazy.She hates being coopedup in the guestroom, but her raving greetings can be over the top for newvisitors.She will have to meet Rebecca later maybe.I play in my mind what I m going to say when Rebecca gets here,but everything sounds wrong.She s bound to look nice she alwaysdoes but would it sound cheesy to tell her? Would it come out asawkward as it feels and hit her like a wad of sticky bubble gum, orwould she be impressed by a sincere compliment?What does she expect from me? Women want different things whenit comes to being with other women.Some want to be gentlemanly andhold the door for you, while others would be insulted if you didn t holdthe door for them.Still others would be mortified if any woman dared toassume what they considered a masculine position.I m uncomfortableplaying roles, so I decide to be myself.Screw her if she doesn t like it.Only problem is, I m not sure how to be myself.Knowing my luck, I'll get a phone call from Tonya as soon asRebecca arrives.Tonya hasn t called yet, and when I tried to get her84earlier, she didn t answer.She has a nasty way of interrupting at theworst times.When I m in the tub, say, or when it's three in the morning,or when Jitterbug needs a walk.Plus, she s apt to put the moves on anywoman in sight, and it d be like her to show up on the front step andseduce Rebecca before she can ring the bell.I shudder, envisioning Tonya all made-up and sexy in spiked heelsand a little black dress wheeling into the drive behind Rebecca.Withlust on her breath, she growls a lascivious remark into Rebecca s ear andlures her away from my timid grasp.When the doorbell rings, I snap back to reality and count to tenbefore strolling into the foyer.It s hard to stay cool around Rebecca, andI wonder if she ll sense my unrest.As my fingers touch the knob, panicraces through me.What if this is a mistake?With a gulping breath and another count to ten, I grip the knob andopen the door.One glimpse of her eyes is all it takes to sweep the fearsinto the back of my mind and focus my attention on the beautiful womanabout to enter my home.Rebecca returns my smile, her hair shimmering with streaks of goldin the dim light. Hi there.Am I on time? Perfect. I step aside and motion her in
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