Will Love Ever Come?

Chapter 50

Three Months Later

ESCHEWAL AND DEUCE SIT in a wine bar. Eschewal's face is subdued. He cannot believe the search for the girl in the park is over. He was so sure she was made for him. He sips on his glass of orange juice and looks over at Deuce. For over a year, since Eschewal decided hanging out with Deuce was a good idea to find the girl in the park, Deuce had hooked him up with over fifty girls. Eschewal had dodged having sex with everyone except Salacious.

The feeling of wasted time makes him feel sick. He looks away from Deuce. He has made his mind up. He will waste no more time and will not let The Dog take over his life. The first female who catches his eye, he will make her his wife; his one and only.

Deuce turns to him. "Oi, blood, it looks like there's gonna be ber, young tings in here tonight, blood."

Deuce is right; there will be a new set of young females fresh out of college ready to enjoy the freedom of weekend raving.

Eschewal nods then smirks as he would not mind a young female that he could groom. He sips his juice, then says, "Yeah, it looks like it, innit."

Deuce leans back in his chair, excited that he has his right-hand man back with him, setting out on another rampage, unaware Eschewal has other plans.

Eschewal twists his head slightly to the left, and his eyes bring into view a young female by the bar. He studies her for a bit and takes notice of her straight white teeth, beautiful slender hands, and feet.

He imagines himself marrying the girl and making sweet love to her. The vision blurs with the image of the girl in the park. He huffs and mumbles, "That dream is over. The dream is dead."

He springs up from his seat and slides over to the bar where the girl stands.

Deuce takes a sip of his drink and watches with envy as the girl gives Eschewal her number.