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only reply. I can wait here for my mom to get back and dance in circles with her and Charlie trying to get answers that they won’t give me, or I can go track down Kline and get spoon fed the truth. It’s well after noon, so there is only one place Kline will be right now—hitting the mats. Normally I wouldn’t interrupt a fighter’s session ever, but this is a special circumstance. I finish my coffee in silence and ask Charlie to have my mom call me later.
**
“Stop avoiding the question Kline! What’s really going on with Charlie, the fights, and the money?”
His fist stop connecting with the punching bag and he wipes the sweat from his brow. “Look, can’t you just trust me when I say it’s handled. Fuck Kings, I don’t need another mother.”
“Well excuse me for giving a rat’s ass about my brother.” I turn and kick the bag sending it flying into his chest.
“Kings, come on… Don’t walk away angry.” Flipping him the bird over my shoulder I leave the gym more confused than when I arrived. Kline knows I can read him, so why lie to me. Does he think he’s protecting me? He’s just as bad as Royce not being able to talk about his job.
When I get home Tiffany is still here cleaning up from last night’s party. “Girl, you do not look happy. Where have you been?”
Putting my bag down on the recliner I only have to give her one look that lets her know that I am not ready to talk. “Okay then…why don’t you take a nice bath and then we can get ready to go out for some girl time.”
“Perfect idea.” Stomping my way down the short hall to my room on my way, I call out to her, “if my douche pickle of a brother comes home tell him to get lost.”
Thank goodness the bathroom was left untouched by my brother’s guest last night or Tiffany has cleaned the after math already. Either way I am delighted not to have to deal with it before I can sulk in the tub. The bathroom is small in comparison to the one in Parker’s office or to Royce’s for that matter, but it’s warm and cozy. One shitty factor about these apartments is the small water tanks. It doesn’t take long to run out of hot water. I must be in luck today because I am able to fully fill the tub. My head rests against the back wall of the tub/shower stall and I start removing the pins from my hair. With all the hairspray in my hair I should probably be doing this in the shower. Sug sure knows how to make a hairdo hold.
Tiffany knocks on the door, “Hey, are you feeling any better?”
“No, but will you come in and see if I removed all these damn pins Sug stuck in my hair.”
She takes to her knees on the rug in front of the tub and I angle my head sideways so she can check my hair. “So what are we getting into tonight? Dinner I know, but do you want to go out dancing afterwards, or veg out with ice cream and movies?”
“I feel like putting on my dancing shoes.” Going out dancing with my best friend is completely different than dancing at the masquerade club.
“There’s my girl, I need to run over to my place and grab some stuff. Can I use your jeep?”
“Yeah…keys are on the counter. Lock the door for me on your way out.”
Scrubbing all that extra hold spray from my scalp was a lot more work than I thought it was going to be. I should have had Tiffany help me wash it before she left. A quick shave of my legs and under arms and I am feeling much better. Tiff and I are going to have a good time tonight. I can’t wait to hear what she thinks about Parker Garrett. She might give me some shit over Royce, but I’m hoping she’s liquored up by the time I get to that part of my story.
**
I’m standing in my closet trying to decide on a dress for tonight when I hear Tiffany coming back already. “Hey Tiff, what are you wearing tonight?”
“A sparkly halter,” Kline answers me in a not so convincing Tiffany impersonation.
“I thought you were Tiffany, asshat.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but it’s just
**
“Stop avoiding the question Kline! What’s really going on with Charlie, the fights, and the money?”
His fist stop connecting with the punching bag and he wipes the sweat from his brow. “Look, can’t you just trust me when I say it’s handled. Fuck Kings, I don’t need another mother.”
“Well excuse me for giving a rat’s ass about my brother.” I turn and kick the bag sending it flying into his chest.
“Kings, come on… Don’t walk away angry.” Flipping him the bird over my shoulder I leave the gym more confused than when I arrived. Kline knows I can read him, so why lie to me. Does he think he’s protecting me? He’s just as bad as Royce not being able to talk about his job.
When I get home Tiffany is still here cleaning up from last night’s party. “Girl, you do not look happy. Where have you been?”
Putting my bag down on the recliner I only have to give her one look that lets her know that I am not ready to talk. “Okay then…why don’t you take a nice bath and then we can get ready to go out for some girl time.”
“Perfect idea.” Stomping my way down the short hall to my room on my way, I call out to her, “if my douche pickle of a brother comes home tell him to get lost.”
Thank goodness the bathroom was left untouched by my brother’s guest last night or Tiffany has cleaned the after math already. Either way I am delighted not to have to deal with it before I can sulk in the tub. The bathroom is small in comparison to the one in Parker’s office or to Royce’s for that matter, but it’s warm and cozy. One shitty factor about these apartments is the small water tanks. It doesn’t take long to run out of hot water. I must be in luck today because I am able to fully fill the tub. My head rests against the back wall of the tub/shower stall and I start removing the pins from my hair. With all the hairspray in my hair I should probably be doing this in the shower. Sug sure knows how to make a hairdo hold.
Tiffany knocks on the door, “Hey, are you feeling any better?”
“No, but will you come in and see if I removed all these damn pins Sug stuck in my hair.”
She takes to her knees on the rug in front of the tub and I angle my head sideways so she can check my hair. “So what are we getting into tonight? Dinner I know, but do you want to go out dancing afterwards, or veg out with ice cream and movies?”
“I feel like putting on my dancing shoes.” Going out dancing with my best friend is completely different than dancing at the masquerade club.
“There’s my girl, I need to run over to my place and grab some stuff. Can I use your jeep?”
“Yeah…keys are on the counter. Lock the door for me on your way out.”
Scrubbing all that extra hold spray from my scalp was a lot more work than I thought it was going to be. I should have had Tiffany help me wash it before she left. A quick shave of my legs and under arms and I am feeling much better. Tiff and I are going to have a good time tonight. I can’t wait to hear what she thinks about Parker Garrett. She might give me some shit over Royce, but I’m hoping she’s liquored up by the time I get to that part of my story.
**
I’m standing in my closet trying to decide on a dress for tonight when I hear Tiffany coming back already. “Hey Tiff, what are you wearing tonight?”
“A sparkly halter,” Kline answers me in a not so convincing Tiffany impersonation.
“I thought you were Tiffany, asshat.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but it’s just
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