Chapter 2

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When I made it back to my hotel I went up to my room and laid down on the bed and flipped through the cable channels with the remote. It was barely three o'clock and I was bored as hell, trying to kill some time before heading over to the book signing later that evening. I decided to order some food and some Heineken's from room service. As soon as I was done ordering, my wife called me. 


"Hey, Cheyenne." "Hey, baby, I'm just checking up on you, letting you know that I miss you." I laughed into the phone. "You miss me already? I only been gone for one night. I guess I must be putting in down right, huh?" "Shut up. You so stupid. So what are you up to?" "Nothing, I'm just bored as hell. I ain't even really hungry but I ordered room service to try and kill some time." "So you just eating to eat?"

"It's all good. The publishing company is covering the tab, so why shouldn't I eat?" "You are too much." "So what's up with you? You had to go to court today?" "No, I'm just in the office working on this motion and it's killing me. I wanna get outta here by five but I know I probably won't leave here until seven. I just want to get this outta my hair. So listen, what are you doing later, after the signing?" "Well, I'm gonna go to the release party and then I'm bouncing." "Oh, okay, so you'll be home tonight at what, probably around four or five in the morning?" "Yeah, something like that." "Okay, so be safe. And remember, Derrick has his game in the morning." "Oh, I forgot about that. At eleven, right? Yeah, okay, I'll definitely be back by then." "Okay, so I'll let you go. You being good, right?" 


"Yeah, Cheyenne, of course." "I'm just checking, you know that's part of my job. Okay, so be good. Call me when you heading out no matter how late it is. I love you." "I love you too." With that, I hung up, and I knew that Cheyenne's only reason for calling me was to ask me if I was being good and to remind me to be good. And for the most part I can't say that I blame her. I mean, after all, I had cheated on her back in the days when I was just a lowly blue-collar worker, so now that I was a bestselling author, traveling from state to state and going to party after party without her, I was sure that there were constantly thoughts in the back of her head that made her wonder if I could be faithful through all of the potential temptation. And to my credit, so far I had been faithful. I can't say that it was easy but I was holding up.

My ex-mistress Sha'Quara had moved on and she was now married to a successful record producer, so that helped me stay on the right track. My other mistress, the stripper Patricia, moved miles away to Atlanta, had two kids by two different dudes, and she got as fat as a house, so by default she removed herself from my lust radar. But as far as I was concerned, Sha'Quara and Patricia were old news to me. It was like a been there, conquered that type of thing. Everyday I was tempted to conquer something new, but so far I had held that temptation in check. Unfortunately, I knew that when it came to Kierra, she represented something fresh, something new and something exciting. I had to conquer her just to satisfy that urge that was in me. Kierra was gonna be a problem for me. I knew she was, but like a dumb ass I was willing to take whatever chance I needed to take in order to satisfy that urge that I had in me to get with her. 


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