Chapter 3
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Saturday Night at Carrie's Apartment
I hadn't seen Big for two days. He said that he had gotten behind at work, but something tells me that's not true. So here I stand, trying to fix my toilet again. Nothing on but short shorts, a tube top, tube socks, and my rubber gloves. It's almost mid-night, when I hear a knock on the door. I run over and look through the peephole. There stood Mr. Big, wearing one of his fabulous suits that made him look gorges.
"Well hello." I said opening the door.
"Hello yourself." He replied, pulling me into a kiss. "Nice outfit."
"I was trying to fix my toilet."
"And what are the rubber gloves for?"
"Ha. So what's going on?"
"I've missed you, Kid."
"I've missed you too." I reply giving him another kiss. He picks me up and carries me to my bed.(fill in the blanks) I reached over Big to grab a cigg off my nightstand. The only thing I didn't like about sleeping with Aiden was that afterwards I couldn't share a cigg with him, let alone have one myself. However with Big, we always shared one; when he was making dinner for the two of us and had stuff on his hands, when we were out walking around the city, and, my favorite time, after we made love.
Aiden never wanted me to smoke; he wouldn't date me till I stopped. Which I couldn't, of course he also wanted me to forget Big, which I could never do. How could I forget someone who has been apart of my life for so many years now? Maybe this is why I'm lying in bed next to Big, sharing a cigg and not out in the woods without air conditioning.
"Do you wanna go out to dinner tomorrow night?" Big asked, interrupting my train of thought.
"I'd like to have dinner any ol' time. Who am I having dinner with?" Carrie asked, remembering the time he had said the same to her.
"Just you and me kid." He said, taking the cigg from my lips and puffing some of it, then blowing out a few circles of smoke. He may be older than me, but he made love to me with more passion than any man half his age. Right then I realized that he was the one I loved most, more than I ever loved Aiden or like the 'Jazz Man' as Big referred to him.
When Big told me he was moving to Napa, I thought that was it. But then he came back and I was back in love with him. And there's no getting out. He still kept his vineyard for a vacation house and wine.
A.N.-I'm back and updating! R&R! Enjoy!
Saturday Night at Carrie's Apartment
I hadn't seen Big for two days. He said that he had gotten behind at work, but something tells me that's not true. So here I stand, trying to fix my toilet again. Nothing on but short shorts, a tube top, tube socks, and my rubber gloves. It's almost mid-night, when I hear a knock on the door. I run over and look through the peephole. There stood Mr. Big, wearing one of his fabulous suits that made him look gorges.
"Well hello." I said opening the door.
"Hello yourself." He replied, pulling me into a kiss. "Nice outfit."
"I was trying to fix my toilet."
"And what are the rubber gloves for?"
"Ha. So what's going on?"
"I've missed you, Kid."
"I've missed you too." I reply giving him another kiss. He picks me up and carries me to my bed.(fill in the blanks) I reached over Big to grab a cigg off my nightstand. The only thing I didn't like about sleeping with Aiden was that afterwards I couldn't share a cigg with him, let alone have one myself. However with Big, we always shared one; when he was making dinner for the two of us and had stuff on his hands, when we were out walking around the city, and, my favorite time, after we made love.
Aiden never wanted me to smoke; he wouldn't date me till I stopped. Which I couldn't, of course he also wanted me to forget Big, which I could never do. How could I forget someone who has been apart of my life for so many years now? Maybe this is why I'm lying in bed next to Big, sharing a cigg and not out in the woods without air conditioning.
"Do you wanna go out to dinner tomorrow night?" Big asked, interrupting my train of thought.
"I'd like to have dinner any ol' time. Who am I having dinner with?" Carrie asked, remembering the time he had said the same to her.
"Just you and me kid." He said, taking the cigg from my lips and puffing some of it, then blowing out a few circles of smoke. He may be older than me, but he made love to me with more passion than any man half his age. Right then I realized that he was the one I loved most, more than I ever loved Aiden or like the 'Jazz Man' as Big referred to him.
When Big told me he was moving to Napa, I thought that was it. But then he came back and I was back in love with him. And there's no getting out. He still kept his vineyard for a vacation house and wine.