I'd told her I was coming back for her, but did she really understand what that meant? Did she know that I intend to keep her? Because I'd left her before we could solidify things, there was no telling what was going through her mind. She's smart enough though to know that our one night together wouldn't end there. I'm aware of what she thinks of what she calls my womanizing playboy ways. Maybe she thinks this is just more of the same. Well I'm back now and she'll soon learn different.
I smiled to myself as I ran a towel over my hair while walking through to my office. The flashing light on my message machine brought me up short. Shit, I hadn't spoken to the other woman in my life in three days either. Mom could wait. I'll catch her in the morning. It didn't matter when I called anyway. At this point she was still going to give me shit.