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waved it from over the breakfast counter as Wanda lay back casually, glancing up at the framed photo of Jayme and her lofty, striking brother.
“Girl, I’ve already had three, I think I better stop while I’m ahead.” She grinned. “I’m glad you asked me over tonight. You always seem to know when I’m feeling like shit.”
“Well, you know I know how guys are,” Jayme said as she made her way back over to her friend, sitting across from her and propping her bare feet on the coffee table. “I tell you this much,” Jayme pointed at her while her eyes zeroed in on her friend, her tone serious, “I’ll never date another cop again, that is for damn sure. Everything becomes a competition.” She shrugged.
“Girl! Who are you telling? I dated Lionel. That was a big ass mistake...arrogant son of a bitch.”
“Shit, Troy and I couldn’t even go to the gym without him trying to go faster on the treadmill than me...he even tried to Rambo me in the bedroom! Who does that?! He’d keep yelling at me in my ear like a drill sergeant, a total turn off. I had to fake it just to get the shit over with and get his dumb ass off of me.”
Wanda burst out laughing, slapping her leg. “A hot mess! If I could tell you what causes this muscle head behavior, I would, but I don’t have a grasp of the mentality, girl. I need a break from dating, quite honestly. The profession aside, the men I’ve had as of late—just messy.”
She began to count off her fingers.
“Tony was still legally married and had three children he didn’t tell me about. Oh, and when he did come clean about the kids, he said the woman was crazy and a bitch! Yeah right!”
“They all say that, yet they are still sleeping with them.” Jayme rolled her eyes, angry on her friend’s behalf and for women everywhere who had been duped.
Wanda nodded emphatically. “You know it! Then, there was Benjamin, a crazed stalker and paranoid. Followed my ass on the expressway one time and almost made me wreck, then had the nerve to tell me it wasn’t him when I confronted him later. I looked dead in the man’s eye! Same car, same damn clothes!”
Jayme slumped down on the couch, her stomach rumbling from the nonstop giggle contractions. It felt good to let loose, to bash the motherfuckers that had once caused them pain but now only made them hoot.
“Kyle just wasn’t my type,” Wanda continued, “and tried to force the issue—so did I until I saw without a shadow of a doubt, there was no chemistry and never would be. Mike was doin’ illegal shit, too—bootleg DVDs and music CDs, selling bags of weed every now and again and stolen items...thought I’d overlook it because I’m no longer a cop and his bedroom skills were on point.” She rolled her eyes. “And I could go on and on.”
“I know...I’m fine how things are right now. I mean, sure, I’d like to meet someone, but it’s not at the top of my priorities anymore and it doesn’t help that my mother keeps hassling me about grandkids. She knows Jayson won’t be giving her any anytime soon and even if he did, she still would never accept him, not after all that has happened.” She looked up at the photo of her and her brother and tried to push away the sad feelings that suddenly emerged, kidnapping her elated laughter high, but it was no use—she just had to wade through it until the spell had passed.
“Well, my sisters took care of all of my mom’s needs for grandbabies. Man or not, I’m not trying to have any right this moment. I have too much going on and they cost too damn much,” her friend half-joked.
“Speaking of which, you haven’t given me an update on Doctor Abram!” Jayme said excitedly as she switched positions, tucking her feet underneath herself and taking another sip of wine. She mellowed as the tipsiness began to seep in.
Wanda rolled her almond shaped dark brown eyes. “He still flirts, but,” she shrugged.,“I bet he flirts with all of the nurses. I just had
“Girl, I’ve already had three, I think I better stop while I’m ahead.” She grinned. “I’m glad you asked me over tonight. You always seem to know when I’m feeling like shit.”
“Well, you know I know how guys are,” Jayme said as she made her way back over to her friend, sitting across from her and propping her bare feet on the coffee table. “I tell you this much,” Jayme pointed at her while her eyes zeroed in on her friend, her tone serious, “I’ll never date another cop again, that is for damn sure. Everything becomes a competition.” She shrugged.
“Girl! Who are you telling? I dated Lionel. That was a big ass mistake...arrogant son of a bitch.”
“Shit, Troy and I couldn’t even go to the gym without him trying to go faster on the treadmill than me...he even tried to Rambo me in the bedroom! Who does that?! He’d keep yelling at me in my ear like a drill sergeant, a total turn off. I had to fake it just to get the shit over with and get his dumb ass off of me.”
Wanda burst out laughing, slapping her leg. “A hot mess! If I could tell you what causes this muscle head behavior, I would, but I don’t have a grasp of the mentality, girl. I need a break from dating, quite honestly. The profession aside, the men I’ve had as of late—just messy.”
She began to count off her fingers.
“Tony was still legally married and had three children he didn’t tell me about. Oh, and when he did come clean about the kids, he said the woman was crazy and a bitch! Yeah right!”
“They all say that, yet they are still sleeping with them.” Jayme rolled her eyes, angry on her friend’s behalf and for women everywhere who had been duped.
Wanda nodded emphatically. “You know it! Then, there was Benjamin, a crazed stalker and paranoid. Followed my ass on the expressway one time and almost made me wreck, then had the nerve to tell me it wasn’t him when I confronted him later. I looked dead in the man’s eye! Same car, same damn clothes!”
Jayme slumped down on the couch, her stomach rumbling from the nonstop giggle contractions. It felt good to let loose, to bash the motherfuckers that had once caused them pain but now only made them hoot.
“Kyle just wasn’t my type,” Wanda continued, “and tried to force the issue—so did I until I saw without a shadow of a doubt, there was no chemistry and never would be. Mike was doin’ illegal shit, too—bootleg DVDs and music CDs, selling bags of weed every now and again and stolen items...thought I’d overlook it because I’m no longer a cop and his bedroom skills were on point.” She rolled her eyes. “And I could go on and on.”
“I know...I’m fine how things are right now. I mean, sure, I’d like to meet someone, but it’s not at the top of my priorities anymore and it doesn’t help that my mother keeps hassling me about grandkids. She knows Jayson won’t be giving her any anytime soon and even if he did, she still would never accept him, not after all that has happened.” She looked up at the photo of her and her brother and tried to push away the sad feelings that suddenly emerged, kidnapping her elated laughter high, but it was no use—she just had to wade through it until the spell had passed.
“Well, my sisters took care of all of my mom’s needs for grandbabies. Man or not, I’m not trying to have any right this moment. I have too much going on and they cost too damn much,” her friend half-joked.
“Speaking of which, you haven’t given me an update on Doctor Abram!” Jayme said excitedly as she switched positions, tucking her feet underneath herself and taking another sip of wine. She mellowed as the tipsiness began to seep in.
Wanda rolled her almond shaped dark brown eyes. “He still flirts, but,” she shrugged.,“I bet he flirts with all of the nurses. I just had
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