Words of Intimacy Part 6

Words of Intimacy- Part 6

She gave him a hug but he kept his distance. "Oh my God,  Rollins how long has it been?" the girl asked, batting her false eyelashes.

"Around a good six years, Amber. Its been a long time." he said nonchalantly.

She got closer to him and touched his shirt, "You still keeping your options open? Because I would love to be one of your options again. My number is still the same." her laugh irritated me. I started to make my way towards them.

He removed her hand from her shirt, "Nope. Not at all. I have settled down with one woman. She is around here somewhere." He exhaled nervously. "Here she is. Ms. Macy I want you to meet an old friend of mine, Amber. We used to date long time ago. Amber this is Ms. Macy, my woman of the past five years and more to come."

I smiled and shook her hand.

She softly laughed again, "Wow, five years! You must be pretty damn special to lock him down. You are cute but I just have to ask. Did he take you to the cave too? He used to love playing caveman."

"Cave?" What the hell was this girl talking about? Who the hell is she calling cute? Cute is for puppies.

"Yeah girl the cave. Almost every weekend. It was off the chain. But then I talked to my girl Sheena and she said they use to go to the Ice room and.."

"Ok Amber it was nice seeing you. We got to go." Rollins said pushing me and the cart along. We walked til she was out of sight. I stopped and just glared at him. He opened one of the dressing rooms and gestured me in. He closed the door  behind us.

"Get off me. Cave? Ice Room?"

He exhaled, "Yes cave and ice room. I used to go to the Wildwood Inn Theme Rooms a lot. The cave was my ultimate favorite. Ice room was secondary."

"Damn Rollins you were spreading yourself through the whole group. Amber AND Sheena. Who else? Better yet, when was the last time you been there?"

"Don't go there Macy. You know the answer to that."

I grunted back, "But every weekend? You could barely go a week without some ass and yet I am now supposed to believe you could go five years cold turkey. That is very interesting."

"YES YOU ARE!" He huffed, "Look have I ever given you reason to doubt my loyalty to you? No. Have I had past flings and relationships? Yes and you knew that. But my past is my past. As you just saw, I did some stupid things back then. The thing is you told me you did not want to know the details of my past relationships. I know you may be wondering why I have never taken you there." I nodded. He continued, "It is  simple. I have more respect for you. Why would I take you to such a place like that? I took her there so she wouldn't see where I lived. You were the first and last woman to see my place. My momma told you, you were the only one I ever brought home to meet her." He pressed me up against the wall and lifted my chin so we were eye to eye. "Do you understand what I am saying?"

"Yes sir. I do."

"I love hearing the words 'I do' coming from your lips." He kissed me gently on my forehead and then my lips. His tongue parted my lips and entered my mouth. My hands ran up his back under his shirt. His hands ran down my side and landed on my hip. They moved down farther and ended in my back pants pockets. His hands gripped my butt and pulled me closer to him. I moaned quietly. "Shit. Sorry. We need to get out of here before it gets messy."

I laughed as we walked out hand in hand. I hugged onto his arm and said, "Well thanks for explaining the cave. But now I know and don't want to go."

In the car almost home, something crossed my mind. "Rollins, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, of course." He seemed aggravated.

"Why does John hate me so much?" I asked.

"What!?! Macy you tripping again. Why would you think that?" He grabbed my hand.

"Its just the way he looks at me."

He snickered, "Whatever Macy. I will talk to him when I get home, if it makes you feel better. You really need to get you insecurities in check. I feel as if I have been defending my love and now my staff to you all weekend."

"Wow, Rollins. Why do you always get an attitude when it is time for me to go home? I have to work in the morning and so do you."

He responded, turning onto my street, "Because you should be living with me instead of the black lady gaga. You can even have your own room. Hell half of your stuff is there anyway. I helped you move into that apartment and I will gladly move you out."

"Seriously, leave Sylver alone. We may live together soon. You never know what might happen. You still love me?"

"You know I do. And I will wait for you to be ready for that too." He got out the car to open my door. I hated kissing him goodbye. But for some reason moving into his huge condo and out of my tiny two bedroom apartment with Sylver just didn't sit right with me. I know majority of the feeling comes from my traditional Christian upbringing and the disappointment I would see in my father's eyes.

"I love you Rollins."

"You better." he laughed as he kissed me. "Just joking. I love you too."

The next day, I woke up with a smile on my face thinking about my dream of marrying Rollins. But then I began thinking about going to work and the smile went away. But I got bills to pay, which means I have sushi to serve. I could just sit back and let Rollins pay for everything but what kind of woman would that make me?

Work was going slow until it happened. I asked my manager to send me home but he wouldn't. Annoyance walked through the door to brighten up my day. Brandon Turner. My ex boyfriend. Handsome beyond belief and he knew it. He had no problem letting you know also. His attitude is what makes him ugly. To make matters worse he sits in my section. Maybe he wont remember me.

" Konnichiwa. My name is Macy and I will be serving you today. Can I get you something to drink?"  I asked treating him as a normal customer.

He gave me a slight smile. "Macy? Its Brandon. Wow. You look great." He stood up to give me a hug.

Keeping a reasonable distance, I said, "Oh hi Brandon. How have you been?"

" I have been better. I am leaving soon for Tufts University for their engineering program. But can I be honest?" I nodded. "I ran into your sisters Cherish and Passion the other day and they told me you worked here. I have been thinking about my past relationships and you were the best. I shouldn't have mess things up with you. You were my high school sweetheart. And then to let you go over something so trivial."

Was this really happening? Note to self: Choke Cherish and Passion. "Wow. Let me go? Ok, whatever. So can I get you something to drink?" I got my pad of paper and pen ready.

"You are just going to write me off like I never existed, like we never existed. I know it has been a while but  you have got to miss me a little. We had some good times."

I exhaled. I sat down across from him and smiled, "No Brandon you had some good times. I just went along for the ride. I was scared of change. And the lying and the cheating was just a bonus. Plus I am with someone now. So yes I did forget about you."

"Are you happy? Is he treating you well?"

I laughed quietly, "You better believe it. Better than I can ever ask for and more for the past five years. It will be six years in August."

He sat back in his chair, " Wow. Wow. Five years huh? So as soon as you broke up with me you went to him. Thats kinda suspicious."

"Not that it matters now, but no not directly. Remember we stopped dating back in June."

"So what about going on one last date before I move away?"

"Sure we can double date. You and yours. Me and mine." I started to get up. He grabbed my hand.

"You know that is not what I meant. But I can take a hint. Honestly I just wanted a piece of that ass before I moved away. I think I have earned that much. I waited for you for years."

I used my other hand to slap the taste out of his mouth and walked away. He tried to complain to my manager to get me fired. Once I explained what happened to my manager, he just laughed and said that I still have to be reprimanded. That it wouldn't look right to show favoritism. So he sent me home early. Ha ha thanks Brandon! As soon as I got to the bus stop I sent a text to Rollins.

'HEY CAN YOU TALK? BAD DAY AT WORK. I AM HEADING HOME. I GOT INTO A LITTLE FIGHT AT WORK WITH MY EX AND WAS SENT HOME. DON'T FLIP OUT. I'M OK.'

He didn't respond right away so he must be busy at work. But when he sees it I know he will be livid. He has always been very overprotective of me. The thing about Rollins is that I know if we got married he will always do what ever it takes to make sure that I am well taken care of. Why would I want to mess that up with one night with Brandon?

I finally got on the bus after waiting about 20 minutes. I tried not to fall asleep on the way home because it always sucks to wake up and you are miles from your stop. When we drove past the mall Sylver climbed on the bus.

"Girl what are you doing on here? I thought you worked til 4." she asked sitting next to me.

"That was the original plan before Brandon Turner walked in."

"Shut up! Is he still dripping in gorgeous?" She asked loudly. I shrugged my shoulders. " Well did you at least give him my number?"

"You a hot mess."

"Why should you have all the good ones?" She whined.

"He wasn't one of the good ones. Plus, you would have had a good one, but you wanted to play the field. Remember Josh? I bet if you called him he would come running."

"Do you think he would? But I don't know if I am ready to just be with one person. Maybe I will call him." She said nervously. "So anyways back to you. So what happen with Brandon?"

I rolled my eyes, "He was just being an ass like always. Thinking he could come to my job and I was supposed to get back with him. Please. I have a good man I don't need him. I ended up slapping him after he admitted all he wanted was some booty." Sylver started laughing as she rang the bell for us to get off the bus.

"You should let Rollins go have a conversation with him. I am pretty sure Rollins has first dibs on that booty." she laughed. I rolled my eyes.

Once we got in the house, I went to my room to catch up on my sleep. I couldn't have been sleep long when I heard Usher singing his song "Climax" to me.

I grabbed my phone, "Hi Rollins. How you doing?"

"Hey Ms.Macy. You ok? What happened at work? Where are you?"

"Calm down. One question at a time please. Its not that serious. This is why I hate to tell you some things over the phone but if I don't you have a heart attack."

He exhaled, "Sorry. You're right. Could you just tell me what happened please?". He actually sat there quietly and listen to the whole story. I am pretty sure he wasn't sitting. He has a pacing problem. After I finished, I heard a bunch of muffled talk from him and whoever he was with. Probably his main bodyguard, Malachi Pinns aka D-Bo, which was also his closest friend.

"What are you guys talking about? Don't do anything stupid? Do you hear me Rollins?" Nothing. "ROLLINS!"

"Damn, I mean darn. Yes Ms. Macy, my love."

"Don't 'my love' me. You heard what I said. Don't do anything stupid."

"Yes ma'am."

I released a breath of frustration, " What time should I be ready for dinner?"

"Mom said 6. I can be there at five to help you get dress if you want."

"Bye Rollins." I hung up.

We arrived at his mom's house in West Chester right at 6. His mom, Charlene Raquel Powers, was a very euphoric woman. She had a smile that made you want to smile with her. She barely stood 5'3 barefoot but seemed to always have on a killer pair of heels. Her chocolate colored hair was always in some neat updo, which was perfect to show off her almond shaped hazel eyes and high cheek bones. Now her house was as perfect as her hair. Her house was actually once a part of a Home-aroma event. Four bedrooms and three and a half baths plus a finish basement with a movie theater and exercise room. Every so often she updates a different room for fun. Must be nice.

Dinner was exquisite. Three meat lasagna, salad, and garlic bread. For dessert, she made a strawberry cheesecake. Rollins' favorite. Rollins and I cleaned the table as Mrs. Powers retreated to the family room. Once we were finished we joined her.

"So Mrs. Powers I hear that you decided to become a Girl Scout Leader. That should be interesting." I asked as I sat across from her on the leather sectional couch.

"Well I will be just helping my sister out with her daughter's troop. Besides this might be the only way for me to be around children. Who knows if I will ever have grandchildren." She snickered.

Rollins choked on his wine, "Really mom? Thanks. Give me time. I have to find the right woman to settle down with first."

"Oh really? Well good luck on finding her," I said in response to his bad joke. We all laughed.

"But honestly I have my eyes on someone who I believe will be the perfect wife. A little stubborn and strong willed but its manageable." His smiled slyly. I rolled my eyes.

We sat and talked for another hour or so about nothing until his mother dropped another hint that we should be married and have kids by now. He told his mom that he had to get me home because I had to work in the morning. She didn't like that at all. The fact that we was leaving and the fact that I was working. No woman in the Powers' family worked. When we got to my apartment, like always, he practically begged for me to come live with him but settled for a goodnight kiss instead of a yes.