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Chapter 12-Mixed Feelings

Sasha's POV

I don't know if it was all the Coronas I had or what, but I was feeling extremely physically attracted to Ricky right now. She was a very gorgeous girl. Her dark skin and hair made her eyes shine under the neon lights. The more she talked, the longer I stared at her lips. They were the perfect shade of pink. I couldn't take it any longer. In the midst of her sentence, I dived in and placed my lips onto hers. I was almost positive I'd be returned with hateful eyes, but she only deepened the kiss. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me deep into the kiss. The kiss went on for seconds more until I pulled back.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could let out. I mentally slapped myself for being so geeky.

"Why, I'm not." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah. It's just ... usually I'm not that forward." I said, now feeling very geeky.

"Yeah, neither am I. But now that we got that out of our system. Who you here with? Just your sister?" She asked, taking a sip of the drink she ordered.

"Um..yeah. Her and a couple friends. They're over there by the bar." I said nervously, pointing to the guys at the bar. I didn't want to scare her away by telling her that I was married and had a kid. I just met her. She seemed like an awesome girl and that would be a bit much.

"You gonna introduce me?" She asked, crossing her legs, her skirt hiking up some.

"Um, not right now. They aren't too keen to new people during party nights. Maybe I can get your number and we can all hang out sometime." I was pathetic, but apparently it worked. I handed her the pen from my back pocket and she wrote on my hand her number. "Sweet. Well I have to get back. I have to stop them before they drink too much." I said, noticing shots being brought to the bar.

"Ok. Well, I guess I'll see ya around." Ricky said, standing from the table. She kissed me one last time and walked away.

"Yeah, sure." I responded after she was long gone.

I made my way back over to the bar, Vince grimming me. I really wasn't in the mood for his bitchy attitude. I noticed that his Corona was untouched. Good, he's not drunk.

"What the hell was that?" He asked, looking back over to the table.

"What Vince?" I asked exasperated, looking on the floor for Letty.

"That Sasha. Why were you all over her?" He asked, keeping his voice low. Surprise, I thought. He usually likes to make a scene.

"The bet Vince. Part of the bet. Which I won by the way." I said as Letty walked up to the bar.

"Fuck you bitch," She pulled her pad from her back pocket. "Fifteen numbers. Beat that Sash." Letty bragged, slamming the pad down on the counter.

"Well I got zero..." I started, putting the blank pad on the counter. Letty tossed her hands in the air in victory. "On the pad. But look here." I lifted my shirt to show my belly, which was covered in women's numbers. My hands were covered and I had a few on my chest.

"Damn girl. There's like twenty numbers there. I guess you win." Brian said, patting me on the back.

"So what exactly do I win?" I asked, remembering that we hadn't set any valuables to the bet.

"Hmm. A day off from Desmond. Letty, he's all yours. And you can wax my car." I said, randomly thinking of something satisfactory.

"Mmm. Whatever, let's just get outta here." She said, obviously feeling the effects of all the Tequilla she had.

I nodded, but first ran upstairs to talk to Monty. He was speaking with the bartender upstairs.

"Aye, how'd the bet go?" He asked, turning on the stool to me.

"Good. I won. Met a really cute chick too." I admitted.

"Wow. That's good I guess. How'd Vince take it?"

"Not too good. I'm alright with it though. But we're taking off, I just wanted to say bye."

"Okay, good luck. I'll see you later." He smiled, turning back to the bartender. Before I left, I turned back to him.

"When are you leaving? Isn't this place closing soon?"

"Yeah, but I have to help close up."

"Oh, you work here?" I asked, stuffing my hands in my pocket.

"I own it." He smiled again, lifting his glass to the air.

"Nice." I said before turning to leave

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Vince's POV

When we got home, I went straight to the back deck. Didn't stop for food or a beer, didn't stop for the bathroom. I just wanted to be alone.After all I had seen last night, I couldn't dare have energy to scream at Sasha. But what the hell was she doing with that tramp? It was a lot more then just playing for the bet. I didn't know what was going on, but Sasha needed to get her priorities straight.

Standing out on the deck, watching the night lights of the city, I needed to talk to him. Haven't heard from him in about a month. That's not like him. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Miami.

"What do you want?"

"Is that any way to answer your phone?"

"V? Is that you bro?" I smiled a bit. I forgot how much Jess had grown up over the years. His voice was so much deeper.

"Yeah brotha. How ya been man?"

"Not too good man. Things are really rough right now. But how's everyone over there bro? How's my nephew?" He was obviously avoiding the topic of him.

"Everyone's great man. Things are sort of rough here too. But D's good man. He's a mini me bro." We shared a laugh.

"That's good bro. How is Le doing?" Something in the wind changed. The moment seemed dull and gloomy. I knew he missed his big brother.

"He's good. He missed you Jess. Why don't you call him? Better yet, why don't you and Di come up and visit? You know we have plenty room here for you guys."

"Umm I don't think that's such a good idea right now. Me and Di are going through a lot right now."

"I hear ya. But you should still call him Jess."

"I know V. I'll jump on it. But I have to go. Have a race to get too." I smiled and shook my head. Same ol' Jesse. Never passing up a chance to race.

"Okay brotha. Talk to ya later." We hung up and I retreated back inside the house.

By the time I made it up to our room, Sasha was passed out on the bed, still fully clothed. I walked over and began to undress her. I took her flip flops off and tossed them to the side of the room. I slid her out of her jeans and t-shirt and pulled one of my beaters over her head. I stripped myself down to my boxers and fixed us under the comforters. I pulled her sleeping back close to mine and wrapped my arms around her body.

I didn't fall asleep right away. I had too much on my mind at the time. Like why I wasn't spending time with my son; why I was going out and drinking so much; why was I always picking fights with Sasha; and why I couldn't be the same Vincent I was before. It's like I had changed so much over the years, but not for the best.

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Sorry for the wait. I know this short update wasn't worth it but I didn't know what else to put in it. The next chapter will be longer, I promise.
I'll even try to get that one up no later then tomorrow night. Please read&review :)
-Kita