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daughter in tow.
"Hey Boo!" Ash says, grabbing up Katelyn and spinning her around. "You ready for a weekend of fun?"
"Be careful with her there, Ash. We're running late because I had to stop and get a few medicines. She promises me that she feels fine but she's been sneezing."
Ash gasps dramatically, "What? Sneezing? Oh my gosh, what will we do?" He and Katelyn both start to laugh at my expense.
"I told him to chill, Uncle Ash. He never listens to me." Katelyn says, again rolling her eyes.
"Look here little girl, you keep rolling your eyes like that and they're going to stick that way." I reach up tickling her and give her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you Boo. You be good for your Aunt and Uncle."
"Katelyn, go inside and help you r Aunt Gracie finish breakfast." Once her feet hit the ground, Katelyn sprints away to the kitchen excitedly. Ashton's body twists back to face me as he smirks, "So, Mary Jane? You sneaky devil." Big brothers have a real knack for giving you a hard time. My big brother has more tact than most. "Seriously man, I'm happy for you. Now get out of here and have a safe trip."
Before I turned to leave, I sent him a text. "I am texting you the number for Katelyn's pediatrician in case this cold turns into more. Any money you spend on her I promise to pay back."
Ashton's grasped my shoulder to make me look up. "She's fine. Go and see your woman. Stop worrying so much about everything. Gracie and I will take perfect care of Katie."
The speedometer in my car mocked me as I worked to keep it on the exact speed. A speeding ticket is not what I need at this moment. The golden gas pump light glowed brightly on my dash alerting me that it was time to make a stop. As the gasoline pumped furiously into my tank, I stepped aside to text Mary Jane. Hey sweetheart. Stopped for gas. I'm about 2 hours away. See you soon.
Before getting back on the road, I ran inside to pick up another important thing for the trip. The clerk behind the counter mindlessly flipped through her magazine of gossip news. She's constructed her own chorus of boredom by smacking her lips while popping her gum. She grunts when I ask, "Do you have any flowers?" She nods to the left of the register where I notice a vase of red roses packaged in singles. "Great, I'll take one of those please." Her eyes were almost all white as I'm sure they completely rolled into the back of her head so far to see brain. The register spits out my change and she goes back to reading her magazine. "Have a great night!" I added, hoping to elicit a response. Nothing. Customer service these days is non-existent.
I checked my phone before getting on the road. Mary Jane had responded Can't wait to see you. I'm checked in to the hotel. When you get here, check in and they'll give you a key to our room.
I don’t think I felt this nervous about sharing a room with someone, well, ever. It felt like my first time all over again. The drive went by quicker than I'd expected. The vibrant green sign alerted me of the exit ahead for Atlanta. My clammy palms gripped the steering wheel as my stomach churned with nerves of excitement.
The desk clerk was a bit friendlier than the encounter I had at the gas station. In fact, she was a little too friendly. Her rough hands kept hovering on top of mine as she spoke to me with instructions to my room. When she handed me the key she gave me a wink and hinted that I could call her if I got lonely. She must not have been the one to check in Mary Jane earlier to the same room; at least I would hope I don’t look like that kind of guy. Politely I smile and tell her to have a good weekend before pressing the up arrow light on the side of the elevator.
Chapter Eight
**Mary Jane**
Derrick had agreed to meet me in Atlanta without even thinking about it. From the moment he said yes the days creeped by making my nerves heighten dramatically by the time the weekend finally rolled around.
When I told Angel about
"Hey Boo!" Ash says, grabbing up Katelyn and spinning her around. "You ready for a weekend of fun?"
"Be careful with her there, Ash. We're running late because I had to stop and get a few medicines. She promises me that she feels fine but she's been sneezing."
Ash gasps dramatically, "What? Sneezing? Oh my gosh, what will we do?" He and Katelyn both start to laugh at my expense.
"I told him to chill, Uncle Ash. He never listens to me." Katelyn says, again rolling her eyes.
"Look here little girl, you keep rolling your eyes like that and they're going to stick that way." I reach up tickling her and give her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you Boo. You be good for your Aunt and Uncle."
"Katelyn, go inside and help you r Aunt Gracie finish breakfast." Once her feet hit the ground, Katelyn sprints away to the kitchen excitedly. Ashton's body twists back to face me as he smirks, "So, Mary Jane? You sneaky devil." Big brothers have a real knack for giving you a hard time. My big brother has more tact than most. "Seriously man, I'm happy for you. Now get out of here and have a safe trip."
Before I turned to leave, I sent him a text. "I am texting you the number for Katelyn's pediatrician in case this cold turns into more. Any money you spend on her I promise to pay back."
Ashton's grasped my shoulder to make me look up. "She's fine. Go and see your woman. Stop worrying so much about everything. Gracie and I will take perfect care of Katie."
The speedometer in my car mocked me as I worked to keep it on the exact speed. A speeding ticket is not what I need at this moment. The golden gas pump light glowed brightly on my dash alerting me that it was time to make a stop. As the gasoline pumped furiously into my tank, I stepped aside to text Mary Jane. Hey sweetheart. Stopped for gas. I'm about 2 hours away. See you soon.
Before getting back on the road, I ran inside to pick up another important thing for the trip. The clerk behind the counter mindlessly flipped through her magazine of gossip news. She's constructed her own chorus of boredom by smacking her lips while popping her gum. She grunts when I ask, "Do you have any flowers?" She nods to the left of the register where I notice a vase of red roses packaged in singles. "Great, I'll take one of those please." Her eyes were almost all white as I'm sure they completely rolled into the back of her head so far to see brain. The register spits out my change and she goes back to reading her magazine. "Have a great night!" I added, hoping to elicit a response. Nothing. Customer service these days is non-existent.
I checked my phone before getting on the road. Mary Jane had responded Can't wait to see you. I'm checked in to the hotel. When you get here, check in and they'll give you a key to our room.
I don’t think I felt this nervous about sharing a room with someone, well, ever. It felt like my first time all over again. The drive went by quicker than I'd expected. The vibrant green sign alerted me of the exit ahead for Atlanta. My clammy palms gripped the steering wheel as my stomach churned with nerves of excitement.
The desk clerk was a bit friendlier than the encounter I had at the gas station. In fact, she was a little too friendly. Her rough hands kept hovering on top of mine as she spoke to me with instructions to my room. When she handed me the key she gave me a wink and hinted that I could call her if I got lonely. She must not have been the one to check in Mary Jane earlier to the same room; at least I would hope I don’t look like that kind of guy. Politely I smile and tell her to have a good weekend before pressing the up arrow light on the side of the elevator.
Chapter Eight
**Mary Jane**
Derrick had agreed to meet me in Atlanta without even thinking about it. From the moment he said yes the days creeped by making my nerves heighten dramatically by the time the weekend finally rolled around.
When I told Angel about
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