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Her face becomes flushed as if she’s uncertain.
“You don’t think so?”
“Anyway, thank you for the compliment.”
She struggles with her thank you. Why is she suddenly not confident? She’s been pretty carefree and playful, as if confidence is the least of her worries.
Shovel in hand, I scrape red embers off a few sticks while mixing in the soil.
“Do you think I’ll be able to score a waitress gig in Chicago?”
There’s desperation in her question, as if she’s asking a genie to grant her a wish.
“Chicago is huge. I’m certain you can. You would want to go to the good spots. Build up hospitality stamina here in Hillpike first, so when you apply in Chicago, you’ll have the confidence you’ll need.”
It’s got to be the small-town girl in her that feels intimidated by the big city. She’s got enough spirit for it, and if she lessens her obsession with Chicago, she’ll see how people will be themselves wherever they are. She needs the experience to understand that. I wouldn’t mind showing her around Chicago sometime. But I would have to constrain my urges if she kept the same flirtatious energy. I’m ok with a good tease, but it’s easily overdone without a happy ending. I’m too grown for continuous play.
“It’s one thing to move to Chicago to experience the big city, but do you have any other goals?”
“Huh…really?” She responds.
“What?”
“Most people don’t ask any more than that. But I’m hoping being in the big city helps me with my options. I mean…I like the idea of having a blog or vlog, but so many folks already do that.” She shrugs.
“True.” I agree.
“Another part of me wants to explore every nook and cranny of this world. I think we overcomplicate ourselves when we have so many fucking dreams. Why does life have to be so complicated?”
She’s got a point I never really considered. Insightful and mature of her.
Taking her beer, Sadie stands up and strolls near me. I feel the heat from the dying bonfire shift as it appears it’s coming from Sadie. She stands at my side, her right hip grazing my left hand.
“I should probably head in.”
She says this as if she’s asking permission. Something about this makes me excited and unleashes my desire to dominate. I hush my primal urges and nod in agreement.
“Good night, Freddy.” With fervor, she whispers in my ear.
It stings almost like a mosquito bite.
“Goodnight.” Like an owl at midnight, I study her entirety as she walks back into the garage.
Chapter 3
Sadie
Ioftenthoughtaboutopening the garage door that leads to the inside of our home last night. I resisted. But here I am, mustering up the courage to exit my bedroom door with my robe on. I’m craving a shower but not nearly as much as I crave Freddy. Last night I fell asleep with two of my fingers inside of me. I imagined Freddy bursting into my room last night, telling me how much he wants me, taking me from the back while standing up, my face pressed against the wall. Remembering my fantasy turns me on, so I take a few breaths before opening the door.
Freddy’s sleeping on our pullout couch which faces my bedroom door. For crying out loud, why doesn’t he have a shirt on? His strong chest rises and falls as he snores steadily, modestly. Knowing I’m completely stark naked under this frail satin black robe brings me a shrill of deep excitement. What if I pounce on him?
Smoothly, I stroll past him, mentally begging for his eyes to open. They don’t. I’m surprised by this throbbing desire I have for him. As much as it’s odd, it’s overwhelmingly sexy and sheer proof of how much I need to leave this town.
I’m up early enough to get a shower in without Dad getting up. Dad never wakes up before ten when he drinks the night before, and Mom has already left to open the hardware store this morning.
I slide into the bathroom and close the door gently. I hop into the shower and lather my body up with soap suds, all while thinking of Freddy.
I also don’t have to worry about Savannah coming out of her room any time soon, either. She loves to sleep in, or maybe she’s snuggled in her room watching all the ‘Shameless’reruns she can find. I can’t lie: watching the series, ‘Shameless,’deepened my love for Chicago. Sure, it’s over the top, but it makes the city sound super fun to me. So much fun that perhaps the silly show’s antics have subconsciously influenced me to think about executing a crazy idea today: sneaking into the back of Freddy’s SUV before he heads to Chicago.
