“Girl, I had so much fun tonight,” Towanna said as they made their way to her car after the party was over. Other people were coming out the club and preparing to go home, as well.
Like several other female attendees, Towanna and Cami now wore their hair in ponytails after that long dip in the pool and from the shower they’d had in the waitresses break room. Their clothes had been washed and spun dry in the attached club’s laundry room.
“I had fun, too, despite the fact that I still hate Leza’s guts, because she is going home with Millsap tonight instead of me,” Cami admittedly honesty. Stifling a yawn, she looked down at her waterproof watch. It read .
Just 1:30? Cami mused, remembering the days when she was a night owl. Yet after being accustomed to a prison schedule and now working two jobs, she was retiring much earlier these days. Interestingly enough, Millsap’s loving had energized her, despite the fact that those same things had been in place even then.
Towanna chuckled at Cami’s beef with Leza. “Sorry you didn’t get the man you wanted. But hey, I didn’t get the one I wanted either. Franco was too stuck on you to even notice me,” she lamented, not sounding too broke up about it as she unlocked the driver’s side door of the white vehicle.
“Sorry ‘bout that, girl. I didn’t know Franco was gonna be crushing on me so hard tonight,” Cami replied, going around to the passenger side. “I kept trying to let him down easy, but he just kept coming back.”
“It’s not your fault, Cami,” Towanna replied, pressing a button to automatically unlock the passenger side door. “The man likes who he likes. Just like you like who you like.” Glancing beyond Cami, she suddenly grinned and then whispered, “Speaking of who you like. Millsap is headed straight your way, girl.”
“For real?” Cami whispered back with wide eyes. Goose bumps appeared on her skin and hot tingles coursed up and down her spine. She was almost afraid to look back.
“For real, girl. I’ll be waiting in the car when you’re ready to go.” Towanna moved to get in the vehicle, lowering the automatic windows in the process. “Make it do what it do, lady,” she encouraged Ray Charles style, before closing the door.
“I will,” Cami promised, taking a deep breath of courage before turning around to face her…destiny?
© 2008 by Suprina Frazier