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31st
October 2009
On the rebound!
“Ari,
I finally got it,” Maxy said over the
telephone late one evening after work.
It was a stormy evening, and the sound of the
whistling wind and heavy raindrops against the
window pane made Ari want to crawl into bed
beside the sleeping B3 and bury herself in his
warmth, his scent. Instead, she was forced to
curl up in an unrelenting armchair with an unforgivingly
cold receiver plastered to her ear.
Hmm, Magic trouble, Ari thought before answering:
“Got what Maxy?”
“It’s Mr. Magic,” she said.
“Honestly, he’s everything a girl
can want. He’s been staying with me for
about two weeks now and I really haven’t
been this happy in a long time. And in bed,
he’s just the greatest, it’s just
that—” Maxine lowered her voice,
“I was thinking about Corey the whole
time. I’m still in love with him, Ari.”
Ari had known it was coming. Judging from the
conversations leading up to this one, Ari was
beginning to realize that Maxy’s relationship
with Mr. Magic was on the rebound—at least
for now. Any really deep feelings she retained,
remained with Corey.
“Have you said anything to him?”
Ari asked.
“Ari, I’ve been trying to tell him
. . . I mean, I chickened out of meeting his
folks two months after we met, and he asked
me a couple days ago how I’d describe
our relationship. I told him we’re just
really good friends. I don’t think he
took too kindly to that. What should I do?”
Ari chuckled. It always amazed her, the broad
spectrum of men and their desires. Personally,
she had them all pinned to one category, and
it wasn’t very flattering.
“Honestly Maxy, I think you’re handling
it pretty well,” she said. “I mean,
I can’t tell you what to do, it’ll
pretty much work itself out, but I think what
you can do is continue being honest with him.”
A light in the interior of the apartment flickered
on. B3 was up. In a matter of seconds, his head
popped inquiringly into the living room and
focused on Ari curled up in the dark on the
armchair.
Ari put up an index finger gesticulating “1
second” to B3, and turned her attention
back to Maxine.
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“Ari,
I gotta go. He’ll be home any minute now
and I promised I’d make him dinner,”
Maxine said quickly before saying goodbye.
She hung up and rushed back to the bedroom to
find B3 browsing the internet waiting for her.
She was hoping he was still in the mood to cuddle.
“Everything okay?”
Ari nodded, pulling him under the sheets with
her. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled
her closer. She was happy that her relationship
with B3 was drama free. That was comforting
to know, but for some reason, she couldn’t
stop thinking about poor Maxine. Ari would hate
to be in her shoes.
Then there was Kaysie. She wished Kaysie would
see Ricky for what he was and just move on.
But for some reason, she stubbornly held on.
Ricky, on the other hand, was making himself
less available to Kaysie as time went on and
more available on the singles market, but he
would, at varied instances, pop back into Kaysie’s
life and rekindle what had been dying.
Kaysie was, thankfully growing wiser to Ricky’s
habits, and was making use of all the spare
time that she’d initially spent pining
over Ricky, though not in the wisest of ways.
She was a woman on the rebound. And although
her relationship with Ricky had not dissolved
completely, at least not in Kaysie’s reality,
she was on the hunt for something more emotionally
satisfying. That was where Cooper Nelson came
in.
Only, unlike Maxine, for Kaysie the lifestyle
took a little getting used to. She had never
ever cheated on any of her boyfriends, preferred
exclusivity to random dating and security to
uncertainty. But Nelson was sucking her in.
They were now more than friends and Ricky, Ari
hoped, was becoming more and more like a distant
memory.
Ari rolled over, buried her face in B3’s
neck and inhaled deeply. Pheromones, she said
softly and B3 smiled slightly, knowingly, before
his mouth found hers.
Discuss
Story
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