Online Book “Taking Chances” Chapter 8:
I could not stop smiling. Last night had been the best of my
existence. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from my shoulders,
knowing that my body was capable of experiencing so much pleasure. Now I could
see what
all of the fuss was about.
The only mar on our perfect night was seeing Larry and
learning that I was the reason he and I had never conceived a child. I had
wanted a baby for as long as I could remember, and I would not give up on that
dream.
Perhaps I would just need to explore other options, like
adoption. I decided to put off thinking about it for now. It’s not like I had
to be in a big hurry. I wanted my life to be more settled before I made a plan
for my child.
Settled with Seth? The possibility popped into my head. I
attempted to nudge it down, realizing that I might be skipping ahead way too
quickly.
I ran up the stairs two at a time towards my bedroom. As I
rounded my doorway, Tabitha, Court’s bitchy cat, skittered out of the room as
if I had just kicked her. “Well, if you hate me so much, what were you doing in
my room?”
I stuck my tongue out at her.
I walked over and added two more Post-It reminders to the
collection on my mirror. Slow down. Enjoy the moment.
Just then, Court peeked her head around the corner. Her
short, blonde hair was a spiky mess and the ratty, faded lavender robe she was
wearing had seen better days. In spite of that, she looked adorable. “I think
you’re
incapable of looking bad.” I wrinkled my nose at her,
playfully.
“What’s going on?” she croaked in a sleepy voice. “Tab came
running into my room like the devil himself was chasing her.” She rubbed the
yellow cat’s ears as Tabitha glared at me from her arms.
“I had the audacity to walk into my room when she was in
here. That is what’s going on. I don’t know why she hates me so,” I added as I
walked over to my closet.
“Maybe because you hate her.” Courtney started to shuffle
off, but stopped and turned, eyes narrowed. “How was your all-nighter with
Sumptuous Seth?”
“Good,” I said quickly, trying to keep it light.
She tilted her head, studying me. “You had a Big O!” she
squealed.
“A few,” I admitted, laughing. “It was so amazing. He is so
amazing,” I gushed.
“I told you there was nothing wrong with you. It was just
that pencil-dicked ex-husband that couldn’t please you.”
I considered telling her about seeing Larry and learning of
the floozy’s pregnancy and my latest failure, but I decided not to ruin this
happy time.
“Look at you, glowing,” Courtney teased me. “Orgasm-ing
agrees with you.”
“I think orgasm-ing agrees with everyone.” I laughed as I
went to my bathroom to get dressed for work.
Before I made it fully inside the door of Eck, Meck &
Dreck, Annie hooted from across the store, “Oh honey, he stoked your engine,
didn’t he?”
I looked around to make sure we didn’t have any customers
before answering her. “I have no idea what that means, but yeah, he sure did!”
Then I asked, “Am I wearing a sign or something? How does everyone know?”
“No sign,” Annie answered, breezing by and patting my cheek.
“It’s your aura. It’s absolutely radiant.”
I didn’t know about this aura business, but I felt flippin’
fantastic. Checking my phone had become like an incessant tic, though. I
checked it for about the fortieth time in the last hour. Still nothing. I
briefly considered
turning it off and back on to make sure it was working, but
I decided that would just be silly.
I bought a sandwich and took it to the park on my lunch
break in an attempt to get my mind off it for a while. Couples strolled by
hand-in-hand and riding bikes. I smiled at them and checked my phone.
I considered sending him a text. I could invite him on a
date. Nothing said that a girl had to sit around and wait for a boy to contact
her. I started the text numerous times, but deleted each one.
In the end, I put the phone back in my purse and decided to
wait it out. Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait long. My phone started ringing
before I had finished my walk back to work. I panicked and almost dropped it.
I hadn’t been expecting a call. I could think about a witty
response to a text, but I’d be on the spot on the phone. What if I say
something dumb? I had almost decided not to answer when I ordered myself to
pull it together.
“Hi, this is Abby,” I squeaked, my voice too high.
“Hi, Gorgeous. It’s Seth.” His voice was low and sexy. “I
wanted to see if you’d like to go to a charity auction with me next Saturday
evening. It’s a black-tie event. I should warn you, though,”
he added, “my whole family will be there.”
The thought of Seth wearing a tuxedo made my mouth water.
The fact that he was inviting me to an event with his family was so exciting
that my knees almost buckled. “I’d love to,” I managed to get the words out.
I focused my attention on the details of where and when,
while my mind reeled with excitement. Then I agreed to meet him there and hung
up.
“Annie!” I screeched running into the store. “We need to find a fabulous dress.”
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