“I didn’t know about his volunteer work, but even I bought one of those sexy calendars they put together from the guys on that list.” I cock my head at her. “What? It was for charity.”
“Seriously, Quincy,” Geni says, turning back to her client. “He is ridiculously hot. If you decide you don’t like him, hook me up.”
“We’ll see. He’s really fun to talk to but it’s not like we have a whole lot in common.”
“You don’t need to have anything in common to get naked with the man,” Geni says without looking up from what she’s doing.
“Uh, it’s a little premature for that, don’t ya think?” I quirk an eyebrow in her direction.
“Premature to bang Daniel Zavaro? Uh, no. That will never be premature.” I shake my head and continue doing Sue’s hair. I haven’t been to a soccer game since high school. I may have to change that in the near future.
I haven’t been this excited about a date in a very long time. Don’t get me wrong. I’m an extrovert by nature. I love going out and meeting people, going on dates, and of course, sex. But the idea of spending time with Quincy made it really hard to stay focused during practice yesterday.
She’s not the type of girl I normally go for, but the type of girl I normally go for will also drop her panties with just a smoldering look sent in her direction. I can thank David Beckham for bringing professional soccer the fanbase it has these days.
I climb the stairs to the second story of her apartment building. It’s an older complex but it’s smaller, too. Three units on top, three on bottom.
I knock on the door, noticing the landscaping is up-to-date and the building is kept up nicely. It’s also in a pretty good neighborhood. It makes me feel better to know she’s not living in a dump with a four-month-old.
The door opens, revealing a frazzled looking Quincy, who is holding an almost naked Chance. Almost naked except for his diaper.
“Uhh… did I catch you at a bad time?” I ask, wondering if we’d had some sort of a misunderstanding. I could have sworn we agreed to meet at noon.
“No! Come in,” she practically yells, stepping aside for me to walk in. “I was in the middle of getting ready, and Chance decided he wasn’t tired anymore and woke up. So of course that means he was hungry, and when I was finally done feeding him, he kept screaming every time I tried to put him down.” She smiles ruefully. “I’m running behind.”
I grin at her blurting out the longest, fastest explanation I’ve ever heard. “It’s okay. We’re not in a hurry. The fish will still be there when we get there.”
“Thank you,” she says, and I can see her shoulders visibly relax. “It’s gonna be about ten minutes or so. I haven’t even done my hair yet! I guess it’s going in a ponytail today, no thanks to you, my lucky ducky. Huh? Isn’t that right?” She coos and tickles the baby. He smiles at her like she’s hung the moon.
“Well here,” I say, holding out my arms. “Why don’t you let me take him while you get ready. Does he have any clothes?”
She hands him to me and turns to run out of the room. “Yes!” she yells over her shoulder.
I look at Chance, who is staring at me, trying to figure out who I am. “You already forgot me, didn’t you?” I say, leaning down to touch my forehead to his. “I see how it is. I hand you back to your beautiful aunt after we play together and all our bonding flies out the window, huh?” At that, he cracks a smile. I throw my head back and laugh. “Yeah. I’ve got you pegged.”
Quincy comes racing back in the room, holding a onesie and some pants. “Thank you so much for watching him for a few minutes. I’ll be right back.” She trots down the hallway again, calling over her shoulder, “When the babysitter gets here, let her in!”
I take a seat on the couch, laying Chance next to me. I pat his tummy and look around. There’s really nothing that catches my eye.
“Seriously, Quincy,” Geni says, turning back to her client. “He is ridiculously hot. If you decide you don’t like him, hook me up.”
“We’ll see. He’s really fun to talk to but it’s not like we have a whole lot in common.”
“You don’t need to have anything in common to get naked with the man,” Geni says without looking up from what she’s doing.
“Uh, it’s a little premature for that, don’t ya think?” I quirk an eyebrow in her direction.
“Premature to bang Daniel Zavaro? Uh, no. That will never be premature.” I shake my head and continue doing Sue’s hair. I haven’t been to a soccer game since high school. I may have to change that in the near future.
I haven’t been this excited about a date in a very long time. Don’t get me wrong. I’m an extrovert by nature. I love going out and meeting people, going on dates, and of course, sex. But the idea of spending time with Quincy made it really hard to stay focused during practice yesterday.
She’s not the type of girl I normally go for, but the type of girl I normally go for will also drop her panties with just a smoldering look sent in her direction. I can thank David Beckham for bringing professional soccer the fanbase it has these days.
I climb the stairs to the second story of her apartment building. It’s an older complex but it’s smaller, too. Three units on top, three on bottom.
I knock on the door, noticing the landscaping is up-to-date and the building is kept up nicely. It’s also in a pretty good neighborhood. It makes me feel better to know she’s not living in a dump with a four-month-old.
The door opens, revealing a frazzled looking Quincy, who is holding an almost naked Chance. Almost naked except for his diaper.
“Uhh… did I catch you at a bad time?” I ask, wondering if we’d had some sort of a misunderstanding. I could have sworn we agreed to meet at noon.
“No! Come in,” she practically yells, stepping aside for me to walk in. “I was in the middle of getting ready, and Chance decided he wasn’t tired anymore and woke up. So of course that means he was hungry, and when I was finally done feeding him, he kept screaming every time I tried to put him down.” She smiles ruefully. “I’m running behind.”
I grin at her blurting out the longest, fastest explanation I’ve ever heard. “It’s okay. We’re not in a hurry. The fish will still be there when we get there.”
“Thank you,” she says, and I can see her shoulders visibly relax. “It’s gonna be about ten minutes or so. I haven’t even done my hair yet! I guess it’s going in a ponytail today, no thanks to you, my lucky ducky. Huh? Isn’t that right?” She coos and tickles the baby. He smiles at her like she’s hung the moon.
“Well here,” I say, holding out my arms. “Why don’t you let me take him while you get ready. Does he have any clothes?”
She hands him to me and turns to run out of the room. “Yes!” she yells over her shoulder.
I look at Chance, who is staring at me, trying to figure out who I am. “You already forgot me, didn’t you?” I say, leaning down to touch my forehead to his. “I see how it is. I hand you back to your beautiful aunt after we play together and all our bonding flies out the window, huh?” At that, he cracks a smile. I throw my head back and laugh. “Yeah. I’ve got you pegged.”
Quincy comes racing back in the room, holding a onesie and some pants. “Thank you so much for watching him for a few minutes. I’ll be right back.” She trots down the hallway again, calling over her shoulder, “When the babysitter gets here, let her in!”
I take a seat on the couch, laying Chance next to me. I pat his tummy and look around. There’s really nothing that catches my eye.
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