forget.
“Coochie sighting. Lingerie sighting. Whichever. The point is that you were willing to give it up.”
“Okay, Chance, I get your point. Do you want to know what happened or not?”
She giggled. “Hell yeah, I want to know. Spill it.”
I told Chance all about how Yardley and I had pretended to be strangers that had bumped into each other, how I’d asked him about bagel selections, and how we’d shared a table on the pretense that the empty place was overcrowded.
“All that’s cute and shit,” Chance hissed into the phone after I was finished describing it. “However, you two need to stop playing games. On that note, when are you getting the dick?”
“Chance, this isn’t about getting a dick,” I said, totally offended but not surprised at Chance’s bluntness. “I can get a dick anywhere. I want Yardley to be my man.”
“You can get a dick anywhere except over at Basil’s crib.”
I banged the handset of my phone on my end table so it would irritate Chance’s eardrum. Then I stated sarcastically, “Hello! This isn’t about Basil! Basil has left the damn building! Can we talk about Yardley, please!”
“Damn, you didn’t have to go there, Rayne.” Chance got back at me by squealing like a pig into the phone.
“You’re going to mess around and get you and Ricky kicked out your apartment,” I said jokingly.
“Humph, I seriously doubt that. The way I scream out in bed, if someone was going to complain, they would’ve done that a long ass time ago. Then again, there was that one time last year—”
“You scream out in bed?” I asked, interrupting her.
“All the time, chica.”
There was a pregnant pause while I wondered why I never had. Chance must’ve been reading my mind. “You’ve never had a man make you scream out in bed, Rayne?”
“No, never.”
“Not even Will?”
“Will was a good lover but he never laid it on me like that. I really don’t think it’s possible for a man to make me scream out in bed anyway. I’m a quiet lover in general.”
“But you do have orgasms, right?”
“Absolutely!” I exclaimed. Hell, I’d even had one in church that time while I was daydreaming about Basil.
“Well, maybe Yardley will lay it on you.”
“I sure as hell hope so.”
“When are you seeing him again?”
“Tomorrow night. We’re going to adults’ night out.”
“At the Playground Arena?”
“Yes.”
“Why go there on a first date? You need to go to a movie or something,” Chance suggested.
“No, in a movie you can’t really talk and get to know each other. Those kinds of dates are okay if you only want to get out the house; like when I endured that disastrous date with Conquesto. Besides, I’d already planned to go and Yardley seemed halfway excited about it.”
Chance giggled. “I bet you said something silly like ‘I’m gonna beat you in every game’ or ‘Be prepared for battle,’ didn’t you?”
“Who me?” I said innocently; even though she was right on point.