window of the jewelry store caught his eye. “I wanna go in here real quick,” he said, heading into the store.
Beatrice grinned suspiciously and elbowed Kevin in his side. “Oh, do you now…”
Kevin browsed through the store, studying each case one by one, until one particular sparkling gem caught his eye.
“ Can I help you, sir?” the saleswoman asked from behind the glass counter.
“ Yes.” Kevin pointed inside the case to an engagement ring. “Can I take a look at this one?”
“ Oh, you have magnificent taste. This is one of my favorites.” The clerk unlocked the case and reached inside. “It’s twenty-four-carat solid gold, and the diamond, I believe…” She checked the fine print on the tag. “Yes, it’s a carat. Is the occasion what I think it is?” she asked, passing the ring to Kevin.
“ Yeah,” Beatrice chimed in. “Is the occasion what we think it is?”
Kevin shrugged his shoulders as he studied the ring. “Well, I guess. I’m thinking about proposing.”
The clerk smiled. “Well, congratulations. Is this your son?” she asked Beatrice.
“ Yeah, he’s my baby. I have two.”
“ Well, he has excellent taste. A trait I assume he inherited from you.”
“ But of course, he did,” Beatrice said, proudly.
“ How much is it?” Kevin asked.
“ Well, we’re running a sale this week. Normally, this ring is twelve hundred dollars, but today, I believe it’s on sale for nine hundred ninety-nine. Would you like me to wrap it up for you?”
Out of the blue, déjà vu flooded Kevin’s thoughts. The image of the engagement ring he’d purchased for Rhonda nearly two years ago danced in his mind.
Damn , Kevin thought. He could still picture the day Rhonda’s exquisiteness had sashayed into the arcade where he worked. It was as if she’d walked out of a Prince music video. Every head turned, watching the hot number in her gray wool mini, tight black sweater, and thigh-high leather boots. Her sexy attire and the strands of gray in her shoulder-length hair told Kevin she was definitely older. But what the hell was she doing in the arcade?
“ How you doing?” Kevin had greeted her, feeling a little intimidated. “You need help with anything?”
“ Yeah, actually, I do,” Rhonda said, leisurely surveying the games. “Can you teach me how to play this game?” she asked, pointing at the ‘Galaxy’ machine.
“ Yeah, I can do that.”
Kevin opened the door to the game, programmed ten credits of play, and proceeded to teach Rhonda the basics.
“ Shouldn’t you be behind me?” she asked, batting her lashes as she sat on a stool. Happy to oblige, Kevin smiled and slid behind her to assist with the control.
“ I got it now, handsome.” She smiled up at him, glancing over her shoulder. “But you don’t have to let my hand go.”
Kevin introduced Rhonda to every game in the arcade. A few days later, she introduced Kevin to her sexual willingness and know-how. To his astonishment, she was a year younger than him. Dress-Up was a game she used to get the attention of men—even if they were Kevin’s friends.
Kevin had never loved anyone the way he’d loved Rhonda. However, over and over again, he caught her in compromising situations. So, he proposed, hoping the ring and the commitment it symbolized would solve all their problems. But it didn’t. Frustrated with the unbalanced relationship, Kevin flushed the ring down the toilet and joined Rhonda in her games of deceit.
For every man Rhonda entertained, Kevin entertained three women. His harem grew, yet he never officially terminated his relationship with Rhonda. After she went away to school, she would ease back in town during the holidays and numerous breaks to reclaim her throne—Kevin’s heart. But he hadn’t talked to her since he’d come home from prison almost a year ago.
So why the fuck am I thinkin ’ bout Rhonda now?
Rhonda’s and Simone’s images danced around in Kevin’s thoughts. Just when he
Beatrice grinned suspiciously and elbowed Kevin in his side. “Oh, do you now…”
Kevin browsed through the store, studying each case one by one, until one particular sparkling gem caught his eye.
“ Can I help you, sir?” the saleswoman asked from behind the glass counter.
“ Yes.” Kevin pointed inside the case to an engagement ring. “Can I take a look at this one?”
“ Oh, you have magnificent taste. This is one of my favorites.” The clerk unlocked the case and reached inside. “It’s twenty-four-carat solid gold, and the diamond, I believe…” She checked the fine print on the tag. “Yes, it’s a carat. Is the occasion what I think it is?” she asked, passing the ring to Kevin.
“ Yeah,” Beatrice chimed in. “Is the occasion what we think it is?”
Kevin shrugged his shoulders as he studied the ring. “Well, I guess. I’m thinking about proposing.”
The clerk smiled. “Well, congratulations. Is this your son?” she asked Beatrice.
“ Yeah, he’s my baby. I have two.”
“ Well, he has excellent taste. A trait I assume he inherited from you.”
“ But of course, he did,” Beatrice said, proudly.
“ How much is it?” Kevin asked.
“ Well, we’re running a sale this week. Normally, this ring is twelve hundred dollars, but today, I believe it’s on sale for nine hundred ninety-nine. Would you like me to wrap it up for you?”
Out of the blue, déjà vu flooded Kevin’s thoughts. The image of the engagement ring he’d purchased for Rhonda nearly two years ago danced in his mind.
Damn , Kevin thought. He could still picture the day Rhonda’s exquisiteness had sashayed into the arcade where he worked. It was as if she’d walked out of a Prince music video. Every head turned, watching the hot number in her gray wool mini, tight black sweater, and thigh-high leather boots. Her sexy attire and the strands of gray in her shoulder-length hair told Kevin she was definitely older. But what the hell was she doing in the arcade?
“ How you doing?” Kevin had greeted her, feeling a little intimidated. “You need help with anything?”
“ Yeah, actually, I do,” Rhonda said, leisurely surveying the games. “Can you teach me how to play this game?” she asked, pointing at the ‘Galaxy’ machine.
“ Yeah, I can do that.”
Kevin opened the door to the game, programmed ten credits of play, and proceeded to teach Rhonda the basics.
“ Shouldn’t you be behind me?” she asked, batting her lashes as she sat on a stool. Happy to oblige, Kevin smiled and slid behind her to assist with the control.
“ I got it now, handsome.” She smiled up at him, glancing over her shoulder. “But you don’t have to let my hand go.”
Kevin introduced Rhonda to every game in the arcade. A few days later, she introduced Kevin to her sexual willingness and know-how. To his astonishment, she was a year younger than him. Dress-Up was a game she used to get the attention of men—even if they were Kevin’s friends.
Kevin had never loved anyone the way he’d loved Rhonda. However, over and over again, he caught her in compromising situations. So, he proposed, hoping the ring and the commitment it symbolized would solve all their problems. But it didn’t. Frustrated with the unbalanced relationship, Kevin flushed the ring down the toilet and joined Rhonda in her games of deceit.
For every man Rhonda entertained, Kevin entertained three women. His harem grew, yet he never officially terminated his relationship with Rhonda. After she went away to school, she would ease back in town during the holidays and numerous breaks to reclaim her throne—Kevin’s heart. But he hadn’t talked to her since he’d come home from prison almost a year ago.
So why the fuck am I thinkin ’ bout Rhonda now?
Rhonda’s and Simone’s images danced around in Kevin’s thoughts. Just when he
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