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marks look more like I got branded than bitten.”
“You know that Wyatt feels bad about that.”
“I bet he does. I still have no clue why a grown man would want to bite me.”
“You can ask him yourself.” Yari motioned to my rear view mirror. Sure enough the infamous black van pulled up behind me.
I opened my door and got out.
Atticai stepped out of the van’s side door with his held high as if he was royalty. He turned and saw me but gave no indication of recognizing me. His face looked paler than before. Lena came out after him. She saw me and ran over to me.
“Hey, you!” she said to me.
“Hey yourself,” I replied.
“What? Are you too good for me?” she asked, putting both hands on her curvy hips.
“Why you say that?”
“Ever hear of returning a call?”
I looked at Atticai to see if he was annoyed that his girlfriend was calling me. Again he had zero expression on his face. He just continued walking up to the house.
“Oh, sorry. I’ve been training hard for my next fight and turned my phone off. You know, to cut down on the distractions.” I winced the moment that last sentence left my mouth. Yari whistled next to me.
“Well, it’s good to know that I’m only a distraction.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I’m just bustin’ your balls. I know you’re busy. I was just wondering what happened to you. I guess I know now—and look, you’ve lost some weight. Damn, boy, you look skinny!” Lena leaned in to pinch my stomach, but Yari promptly blocked her hand with her own hand.
“You don’t have to touch,” Yari snapped at Lena.
“Wow, Yari. Down, girl. I was just playing around.”
“Nobody has time for your games,” Yari responded.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you had already marked him.”
“I haven’t marked anybody. Why don’t you go find Atticai and you can play your games with him?”
“Fine. I’m going to go inside.” Lena looked at me sadly and walked off.
“You really didn’t have to do that,” I said to Yari. “She was just fooling around.”
“Look, you two can play grab ass all you want. I’m going inside, too.” Yari stormed off and I was left alone with the guy that enjoyed my arm as snack a couple weeks earlier.
“Chicks, dude.” Wyatt laughed. “I have no clue what any of that was about.”
“You’re telling me,” I said.
We shook our heads some more in one of the strangest moments of male bonding I’ve ever had, and then he showed me inside the house. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but I know I wasn’t expecting this . Except for a few dozen flickering votive candles, the whole house was completely dark. I stopped in the foyer, but Wyatt urged me along. Deeper in the house I saw that there were candles placed just about everywhere; in every room and on every table. The candles provided just enough light so that I didn’t run into furniture, but not enough to make me feel anywhere near comfortable.
What the hell was going on?
As I walked through the small party, I noticed a lot of couples making out. I had been to a lot of parties in my life but never one like this. It reminded me of a junior high make-out party. Well, everything but the insane candles.
Anyway, I made my way to the kitchen since I was starving. There was no food anywhere. Just tons of alcohol. I needed to eat something asap, so I opened the refrigerator and I hit the jackpot. Chicken wings. A whole plate of them. I looked around to make sure I wasn’t snagging someone else’s food. Well I was, but whoever this food was for didn’t have to know about it. I grabbed eight of them and sat at the table, near a stack of napkins and cups. I put the sticky wings on a napkin and poured myself some of what appeared to be straight tequila.
I took my time with the wings, enjoying each bite. When I polished off the last knobby bite, I quickly downed the two or three shots of tequila I had poured and blew out of my mouth. I learned
“You know that Wyatt feels bad about that.”
“I bet he does. I still have no clue why a grown man would want to bite me.”
“You can ask him yourself.” Yari motioned to my rear view mirror. Sure enough the infamous black van pulled up behind me.
I opened my door and got out.
Atticai stepped out of the van’s side door with his held high as if he was royalty. He turned and saw me but gave no indication of recognizing me. His face looked paler than before. Lena came out after him. She saw me and ran over to me.
“Hey, you!” she said to me.
“Hey yourself,” I replied.
“What? Are you too good for me?” she asked, putting both hands on her curvy hips.
“Why you say that?”
“Ever hear of returning a call?”
I looked at Atticai to see if he was annoyed that his girlfriend was calling me. Again he had zero expression on his face. He just continued walking up to the house.
“Oh, sorry. I’ve been training hard for my next fight and turned my phone off. You know, to cut down on the distractions.” I winced the moment that last sentence left my mouth. Yari whistled next to me.
“Well, it’s good to know that I’m only a distraction.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I’m just bustin’ your balls. I know you’re busy. I was just wondering what happened to you. I guess I know now—and look, you’ve lost some weight. Damn, boy, you look skinny!” Lena leaned in to pinch my stomach, but Yari promptly blocked her hand with her own hand.
“You don’t have to touch,” Yari snapped at Lena.
“Wow, Yari. Down, girl. I was just playing around.”
“Nobody has time for your games,” Yari responded.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you had already marked him.”
“I haven’t marked anybody. Why don’t you go find Atticai and you can play your games with him?”
“Fine. I’m going to go inside.” Lena looked at me sadly and walked off.
“You really didn’t have to do that,” I said to Yari. “She was just fooling around.”
“Look, you two can play grab ass all you want. I’m going inside, too.” Yari stormed off and I was left alone with the guy that enjoyed my arm as snack a couple weeks earlier.
“Chicks, dude.” Wyatt laughed. “I have no clue what any of that was about.”
“You’re telling me,” I said.
We shook our heads some more in one of the strangest moments of male bonding I’ve ever had, and then he showed me inside the house. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but I know I wasn’t expecting this . Except for a few dozen flickering votive candles, the whole house was completely dark. I stopped in the foyer, but Wyatt urged me along. Deeper in the house I saw that there were candles placed just about everywhere; in every room and on every table. The candles provided just enough light so that I didn’t run into furniture, but not enough to make me feel anywhere near comfortable.
What the hell was going on?
As I walked through the small party, I noticed a lot of couples making out. I had been to a lot of parties in my life but never one like this. It reminded me of a junior high make-out party. Well, everything but the insane candles.
Anyway, I made my way to the kitchen since I was starving. There was no food anywhere. Just tons of alcohol. I needed to eat something asap, so I opened the refrigerator and I hit the jackpot. Chicken wings. A whole plate of them. I looked around to make sure I wasn’t snagging someone else’s food. Well I was, but whoever this food was for didn’t have to know about it. I grabbed eight of them and sat at the table, near a stack of napkins and cups. I put the sticky wings on a napkin and poured myself some of what appeared to be straight tequila.
I took my time with the wings, enjoying each bite. When I polished off the last knobby bite, I quickly downed the two or three shots of tequila I had poured and blew out of my mouth. I learned
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