Page 63 of Take My Name
“I want a full report tomorrow, k?”
“Mhm,” I respond dryly.
“C’mon, I’m livin’ vicariously through you right now.”
“How so? You’re engaged!”
“She’s been workin’ overtime for the past month, so we hardly see each other during the week.”
“Doesn’t she work at her dad’s company with you?”
“She’s in the office, so we rarely cross paths.”
“Maybe you should meet her for lunch, be a little spontaneous, if ya get what I’m sayin’. Bring back the spark.”
“Hm…like bend her over the desk?”
“Jesus Christ.” I huff out a laugh. “Pick her up, drive somewhere secluded, and get in the back seat.”
“Ahh…a quickie. That means I gotta clean out my truck but totally doable. Wait, have you had back seat sex before?”
“Maisie and I did all the damn time before we moved into the trailer. Since we both lived with our parents, we had to sneak around if we wanted to hook up.”
“And y’all both fit without smackin’ your heads or your legs crampin’?”
I regret bringing this up. “Yes, if she rides you, spread your thighs wide and y’all will fit.”
“Thanks, man. We’ll try it and I’ll report back.”
“No, that’s not necessary…” I deadpan, shaking my head. “I’m about to hop in the shower, so I’ll text you tomorrow.”
“Alright, go fuck your wife. Bye!”
He hangs up before I can tell him off.Motherfucker.
Once I’ve showered, I trim my beard and mustache, then add a little gel in my hair to slick the sides down.
Shit…do I look like I’m trying too hard?
I haven’t felt this uneasy since I asked Maisie to be my girlfriend fourteen years ago or when we slept together for the first time six months later.
And I can’t help wondering if she’s as nervous as I am right now.
I take a bathroom selfie for a quick check, then send it to Bodie and Silas in a group chat.
Warren
Without being assholes, do I look okay or does it look like I’m trying too hard?
Silas
Looking good, man!
Bodie
Trim your nose hairs.
I roll my eyes.
