Never Satisfied: A New Orleans Tale

You're My Little Secret...

"Wake up, baby."

       "Hmm?"  I rubbed gunk from my eyes and attempted to open them.

       "I fixed you a little snack."

       "And it smells good too."  I sat up and was met with a bed tray.  

       "It's torreja," Elgin told me as he sat the tray in front of me.

       "What?"  I looked at him as he handed me a glass of milk and sat across from me.

       "Torreja.  It's like French toast.  My abuela used to make it for me for breakfast all the time as a child."

       "Oh okay.  Well, it looks delicious." 

       I stuck my fork into one of the syrupy mini cakes and he watched me take my first bite.

       "You like?"

       "Mm baby this is so good!"  I began stuffing my face.  "And a man that knows how to cook is such a turn on!"

       The sight of me pigging out put a huge smile on his face.  "Slow down baby," he told me after retrieving his plate off of the tray and taking a small bite of his whatcha-ma-call-it.  "I was thinking..."

       With my face all in my plate, not even looking up at him, I replied, "What baby?"

       "I was wondering if it would be appropriate to take you out."

       Coming up for air, I blurted out,"It's always appropriate!  Where are we going?"  

       "I was thinking maybe we can go to the first place I took you out to eat at, seeing as how it fits the occasion."

       "What occasion, baby?"  I didn't know what the fuck he was talking about.

       "Well today makes a month that we've been dating, so I thought we'd celebrate."

       Awe he's been keeping count.

       "So we're going to Clancy's?"  I began salivating at the thought.  Their tuna au poivre was like crack!

       "Yep and I was thinking we could get ready in..."  His voice trailed off as he looked around.  "Baby, I think your phone is ringing."  He called attention to the faint sound of Rihanna's "Bitch Better Have My Money" coming from the bedroom.

       I sluggishly went to retrieve my phone, almost missing the call.

       "Hello," I answered without checking the caller ID.

       "Bitch where the fuck have you been?"  I instantly recognized Kyrielle's unmistakable voice.

       "Where have I been?  You're the one that's been MIA."  I smiled, admitting to myself that I had actually been missing that heifer.

       "Whatever trick!  There's a house party Peanut's throwing and you coming!"

       "Peanut?"

       "Yeah, I don't think you've met him yet."

       "No, I don't think I have."

       "Well, he's one of Nique's dudes, but he's cool people though."

       "Oh alright then.  That's Nique?"  I was wondering whose baritone I heard in the background.

       "Um, yeah," she stammered.

       "Well tell him I said what's up."

       "Mm hmm.  I hope you have a cute outfit to wear because we don't have time to find your ass something to put on."