Scrolling down Contact list as fast as my thumb let me.
Just when I thought "tony" wasn't on it, I found it. Not hesitating at all to what my mind wanted to do. Pressing call, make my heart miss a beat, the ring was so terrifying, it felt like I was being threatened to death. Paralyzed to my mind set, blinded my thoughts.
" what do you want now? I don't have time for you"
" I'm sure you'll have time for me."
I could hear his heart beating out of place, sensing his condition I spoke again interrupting his protest.
" Ahh Wiz I have a sense as if you're starstuck, I'll sign your T-shirt once I've located you. Now where are you?"
" I don't need a check up sweetheart but if I need a hot nurse, I'll remember your offer"
" Let's arrange for an early check up, the sooner the better, so are you taking the hard way or easy way out of this?"
“Where’s the fun in it when it’s easy, I’m sure you like the game!”
“ Ahaha I’m implying nothing of a game nor was it an intention.” I hang up. Speaking with such elegance, felt as if I was the utmost important being existing, the addition of my British accent brought emphases in my sentence. Trevor’s laughter send me straight to Earth. It’s so cute and funny, I had to stare at this beauty in front of me. That split second felt like hours, his laughter is majestic.
“Well, that worked?” asked Trevor
“Not really but I was hoping you have a tracker?” asking with curiosity written all over my face. Giving him his phone. I made a short prayer. : Please go right this time.
“Of course love, his in the gentle’s room.” He points to my left.
My mind went ballistic, how on earth am I getting my passport. There is no way I’m going in there. His got some nerve. I don’t even know the guy and already he’s pushing my button I never knew existed.
“ Thanks Trevor, I owe you one.”
“You owe me quite a lot but I don’t mind trading them for your name love.” Soaking up his British accent like a dehydrated sponge.
“I’ll see you in five, let’s talk business than.” Smiling at him with an admiring look. He responded with a light flirtatious wink.
I turned slightly, moving in a graceful motion. Looking back I saw Trevor staring at me, with that I raised my hand and waved in a royal gesture, making me his princess. Trevor laughed hysterically to the point where someone asked if he was okay.
After that hilarious moment, reality hit me: I’m heading to the men’s room to collect my passport which is in the hands of Tony. Such a small thing yet it handle the power of taking me around the world but most of all to my dad and sister in Cape Town.
Building anger in every step I took to the point where I can’t think clearly. Rage shown in every aspect of my body. The thought of me ripping the coldest figment lingering within him, for most of us, ours beat and release life within us for him it’s to absorb the cruelty.
MEN’S. Written in bold italics. Passing the door with force, that vibrated the floor slightly. He’ll see Hell.
“Tony, time for your check-up.”
Walking out of the stall ,effortless. The dim lighting didn’t indicate that he was shirtless until he reach me. Six pack ripped like the model from Guess – not too much but just enough to see the curving rock solid mountains. Thrown back by his beauty, I moved back till I felt my back on the wall.
“Hey sweetheart, let’s make this short, I trade you your passport for your phone number.”
“ hahahahhhahahahahahahah are you serious right now Wiz?”
“Unless you want a different approach” He said so seductively. Moving so close to me, I held my breath. Centimetres away. I felt the intensity with our body heat – to the point where if anyone had to walk in that won’t stop us.
“I don’t mind any approach.”I said provocatively. Going on my tippy toes so our lips were literally seconds away.
We stared at each other. Just stared, waiting for someone to make the first move. With my soft hands, I felt my way from the back of his neck moving slowly down, never losing eye contact. Further down I felt his six pack. Moving at no haste I was by his pants pockets.
“Will Wiz I’ve done my check up , Bye” I said seriously, will moving towards the door.
“You leaving without your passport Ashley Riley Simmons” He smiled with victory
Lifting my hand, I felt the power of my property finally in MY HANDS. His face told me everything I needed to know. He was devastated, modified above all defeated.
“I’m guessing our game is done, right.” I spoke with pride.
“Quitting so soon, we just began.” The roar of laughter exploded in the men’s room.
“I am quite impressed, now that I know some of your angles. I’m positive they will be more than one check-up.”
“Don’t feel too confident.”I said with no emotion.
With that I left Wiz curious than ever.
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