The Stalker Chronicles by Electa Rome Parks Page B

Xavier.”
    â€œBailey, I don’t know what else to tell you. I’m not looking—”
    â€œFor a relationship,” she said, finishing my sentence for me. “I’ve heard that shit for an entire year now. It’s old news.”
    â€œGet used to it, because it’s the truth and it’s not going to change.”
    â€œI understand I have no choice, and I simply enjoy hanging out with you, sweetie.”
    â€œThat’s cool. Same here, Bailey.”
    â€œI have my last few days of freedom for a while coming up before we start shooting our next movie project. You know how long those days can be. Wouldn’t you like for me to come back to Houston and hang out with you? You never showed me around the city. We always managed to wind up in bed. Imagine that.”
    â€œThat’s fine, as long as there aren’t any expectations.”
    â€œThere aren’t. I just want to chill, have a good time, and screw you senseless. Know what I mean?” she kidded.
    â€œWell, since you put it like that. Sounds good to me.”
    â€œOkay, sweetie. I’ll let you know the details later.”
    â€œCool.”
    â€œOkay, bye, love.”
    â€œWait. Bailey?”
    â€œYes?”
    â€œMake sure you make reservations at a hotel close by.”
    â€œBut I thought—”
    â€œI can send you suggestions if you’d like.”
    â€œDon’t worry. I can find one myself. I wouldn’t want to rain on your parade by staying with you.”
    With that she hung up, but I had no doubt I would see her soon. And just as quickly she was an afterthought.
    â€œBaby, wake up,” the mother said, gently lifting the child from underneath the warm blanket and into her arms.
    The young child wiped the sleep from her eyes with the back of her tiny hand and yawned loudly. She looked around, unsure of her surroundings.
    Then she remembered she was still at Uncle Danny’s house. She had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room while her mother and Uncle Danny went into his bedroom and closed the door. That was a long time ago.
    â€œCome on, baby.” She loved when her mother talked nice to her, which was rare, and called her baby. Those were the few times she felt special and not invisible. She wrapped her arms tighter around her mother’s neck.
    â€œAre we leaving?” she asked innocently. It was now after midnight on a school night. She should have long been home, safe and sound in her own bed.
    â€œNo. Just be quiet, and be a good girl for me,” her mother whispered, like they were playing a game.
    â€œOkay, Mama.”
    â€œJust do what he says, and be a good girl.”
    The young girl’s eyes stretched as big as saucers when they entered the musty bedroom of Uncle Danny. To her surprise, he was buck naked, lying on his back, and she saw his thingy, which he didn’t even attempt to hide. She looked to her mother for assurance, but her mother averted her eyes. Her mother placed the child in the middle of the bed, disrobed, and slipped beneath the sheets as if it was as normal as brushing her teeth.
    Right before the young child went to her special place, the one in her mind, she heard her mother say, “Now, you can have both of us. Two for one. Tonight is your lucky night.”
    That made Uncle Danny very happy, because he smiled and showed every rotten tooth in his mouth.

Chapter 11
    Pilar
    â€œDre’, how sweet of you to call. Yes, thank you. I enjoyed talking to you as well the other night. That was crazy. I still can’t believe we talked for so long. Three hours. I’ve never done that before.”
    â€œDinner? This weekend? Sure, I would love to. Let’s see. Today is Tuesday, and I’m going to be out of town until Sunday. Okay, Sunday, it is.”
    â€œCan’t wait, either. Take care.”
    With a huge grin on my face, I ended the call on my cell. I just loved, loved, loved it when a plan