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“I’ve had one night stands with more meaning in my life,” he stated.
Brandy pointed at Amber.
She shook her head no to the question. Damn him and triple damn Brandy for pointing out it was the woman’s job. “Trust is a hard thing to earn,” she said.
“I know, I’ve been working for over a year with the Steels to earn it.”
“That mean you’re not giving up on her and will do anything to prove your worth?” Brandy asked.
Amber switched the phone off speaker. “Sorry about that,” Amber said as she held the phone to her ear and stepped out of the kitchen.
“Tell your friend the answer is yes,” he replied.
Amber softly smiled. The warmth building in her chest once again for the man. “If I do this you’re not going to hurt me?” Amber asked.
Brandy was smiling and nodding her head as she stood at the edge of the living room.
“If I do, I think Roadkill, Lil’ Mama and Preacher Girl will have me strung up by my tender bits.”
Once again, Amber had to hold in her laughter.
“I’m fond of those I’ll have you know,” he stated. “Almost as much as I am of you.”
“You sayin’ if it was between me or your tender bits you’d choose me?” she questioned and heard a strange purring on the other end of the phone.
“Maybe not before the second date, which this picnic would be.”
Oh why the hell not, she thought. “Okay, I’ll come. Should I drive or do you want to come and pick me up?”
“I’d like the kids to come too, so if you’re okay to drive here to the clubhouse, that would be great.”
“Yes. I’ll come. What time?” Amber had a rush of excitement crashing against the nervous fear that the other woman meant something to him. But the man made her smile and she wanted more with Mountain and had to at least try to trust him.
“Let’s say two o’clock.”
“Great, I’ll be there at two. See you then.” Amber disconnected the call then smacked her friend. “Well, I guess you heard the conversation. Do I dare trust him?”
“Why not? He seems sweet. What exactly did you see?” Brandy was still drinking her Margarita.
“There was a woman who was dancing next to Mountain. I thought they were a couple.”
“Were they slow dancing? Swayin’ in the moonlight?” Brandy asked, her earlier comment reverberating in Amber’s brain.
“No.” Amber let out a little sigh. “She was moving between his legs and he was on a stool by the bar.”
“At a strip joint,” Brandy gasped, holding her hand over her chest in utter disbelief that a stripper would be between a man’s legs.
“Okay, okay, I get it,” Amber said. “I thought this wasbitch about horrible mensession.” Damn, she needed Brandy to have her back because Amber still wondered about the chick.
“Was he naked? Did you hear moaning?”
“Look,” Amber warned pointing her finger at her friend for bringing the harsh contrast of her situation front and center.
“What? Bitch, you haven’t so much as glanced at a man since I’ve known you and I don’t see you for a few weeks and suddenly, there’s a number in your phone under Big Sexy.” Brandy finished her drink and headed back to the kitchen to rinse out her glass with Amber in tow. “Paul’s number was not only erased from mine, but blocked. Social media, blocked. Shit, our break-up was Facebook official five minutes after my knife found his tire.”
“And? I’ve been busy,” Amber said.
“No you haven’t. You’ve been scrolling through you contacts between A and C to see the name and your thumb was hovering over his name and you scrolled away. Don’t lie,” she said. “When did this horrible thing happen?”
