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Chapter 16
Kane
“Rocco, are you at the restaurant yet?” I asked my best buddy at ten minutes after ten the next morning.
“I am. What ya got, Kane?” he asked.
“I’ve got a problem.” I turned the car in his direction, heading that way. “You see, I’ve found Zandra Larkin.”
“You’re shittin’ me!”
Laughing at his response, I went on. “No, I’m not. And you’ll never believe this.”
“Believe what?” he asked.
“That waitress at Mynt on Saturday night was her.” I stopped at a light and tapped in a text to Zandra, asking her to please meet me at Rocco’s restaurant, The Lights of Italy.
“No way!” came his quick response. “So, what’s the problem?”
Looking at my cock, which had swollen with just the knowledge that I would be seeing her in person soon, I answered, “I’ve still got it bad for her.”
“And what’s wrong with that, might I ask?” A logical question, unless you were the father of an impressionable young son.
“I don’t know much about her, except that she’s a waitress at a bar. That’s the problem. I have to take things slow with her, for Fox’s sake. Get to know her. I never really knew her, you know what I mean?” I asked him as the light changed to green and I took off. “And I want to meet her somewhere where I have a little support. Yesterday I had a difficult time keeping my hands off her. If Fox hadn’t been about to come back into the office, I would’ve taken her right on top of my desk.” I thought about the night before and decided to add, “And last night we had phone sex.”
Surprise rang in his deep voice, “Goddamn, you guys just don’t know how to wait, do you?”
“Apparently not.” I knew that wouldn’t be an issue if it weren’t for our son. “But I’ve got to rein in my libido this time, and I’ll probably need your help to do that, Rocco. Let me meet her at your restaurant this morning before you guys open for lunch. That way we’ll have some privacy, but not enough to haul ass to the bathroom and do the thing that will surely make me lose all of my paternal instincts and forget all about my obligations to my son.”
“Ah, I see it more clearly now.” He laughed. “Yeah, come on down. That’ll be fine. And I’ll try to keep an eye on you two.”
“Thanks.” I turned onto the road that the restaurant was on. “I’m almost there. See ya soon.”
After ending the call, I saw that Zandra had texted back that she would be there shortly. My cock grew a little more, and I gave it a dirty look. “You’ll just have to wait this time, until after I get to know the girl. You know that Fox is worth it, you headstrong idiot.”
Talking to my cock wasn’t part of my usual routine, but that woman had scrambled my brains, and suddenly I was doing all kinds of things I never did. Or didn’t do much anymore. The last time I’d had phone sex was in my first year of college.
Maybe it was her soft voice that had done it to me. I didn’t know. I did know that I hadn’t made that call with that in mind. I had other things I’d wanted to talk to her about. Instead, I’d gotten all hot and bothered with her.
She brought the bad boy out of me, no matter that I’d successfully stuffed that part of me away somewhere for the past few years. I didn’t know what to do about it, either.
In my son’s younger years, years when he wasn’t aware of his father’s promiscuous behavior, it had never mattered to me to be anyone other than who I was. And who I was then was a guy who liked a little variety, trying new flavors on a regular basis.
After Fox’s third birthday, things changed. At the end of the party we’d had for him, my date for the evening had shown up. Fox seemed to be overjoyed that I had a woman next to me. And when he asked if she was his momma, I knew I had to be very careful who I brought around him.
That very night, I’d had some wild sex with the woman and then pledged that it would be the last time I did anything like that.
Of course, it didn’t work out exactly that easily. I scored, but never dated. And none of the women I was with ever did much for me. It’s not that I was thinking about Zandra all the time, either, but none of those other women ever hit me in the right place. My heart.
Pulling into the parking lot, I found myself getting excited about seeing Zandra again. “Calm down.”
Rocco met me at the front entrance, unlocking the door and pushing it open. “Good morning, Romeo.”
“It is a good morning,” I agreed as I walked inside. “And help me put the Romeo away, please. I’ve got to admit that I’ve got a damn hard-on just from knowing I’m about to see her.”
A loud laugh came out of him as he shook his head. “Damn, dude!”
Gesturing to the empty dining hall, I asked, “So, can I take a table anywhere?”
