Second chances Book 6/6

Chapter 10

"Hello, Orville, may I come in?" Caity asks, pushing open the door a little.

"Of course, Ms. Hammonds, how are you?

— Me, very well and you?

— I'm awake," he smiled, making her smile.

"You kept your sense of humor, that's good.

— I learned what you did for my grandmother, thank you Ms. Hammonds.

— I did not do much. You, on the other hand, had to do more than expected, you caused me a lot of trouble," she scolds him, falsely, relieved that he's fine.

"I wanted to respect my part of the agreement.

— It's true, we had an agreement. I would like you to do something for me, Orville, and for yourself. I need you to be well and get through your rehab because I have something for you here," she said, pulling a file from her back.

"What is this?" he asks, curious.

"This is a pre-approval for your enrollment at UCLA, signed by the Dean. I promised you, I never lied.

— It's true, you told me.

— There is only one thing to do to make it official, you have to get up and go meet the Dean to give him a little presentation. If he is convinced by your motivation, you will have a place and a scholarship. So what are you gonna do?

— I'm going to UCLA!

— Bravo Orville. I've toasted a lot of favors, so do your best, okay?

— I promise, Ms. Hammonds.

— Caity.

— Ms. Hammonds, I prefer.

— We're keeping in touch, Orville."

Saluting him, Caity turns and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her before seeing Lieutenant Sugiyama arrive.

"Definitely! I always find you here when I'm here, are you tracking my phone or what?

— What?

— Well, you and me, dinner tonight, does it suits you?" Caity says, looking him in the eyes.

"Sorry, I have an impediment.

— Of course. I would tell you to invite your wife or your fiancée, but that would be weird.

— I'm not married, I have another commitment, that's all.

— Do you find me too aggressive or direct? It's not a date, but to apologize for my behavior and the accusations.

— Tonight, I will accompany my father for his meeting at AA, I can't."

Caity suddenly feels bad.

"This afternoon, is it ok? Here, my address," she wrote on a piece of paper. "I will cook for you.

— It looks like a date.

— Is it going to make you uncomfortable vis-à-vis my father if we sleep together this afternoon? Will that be enough of an excuse? Will we start on new bases?

— You... want us to sleep together?

— No, we only have time for your break, so I suggest you fuck me at home, unless you find me repulsive?"

The Lieutenant looks around, checking to see if it's a joke or a hazing by his colleagues.

"It's not a set-up, I don't have a microphone, do you want to check?" Caity asks, pulling up her shirt, leaving Lieutenant Sugiyama in awe of Caity's bra. "No microphone, you see.