Sequel to Prologue: Purple Rain
"My everything"
"I love him."
"I adore her"
"Rain or Shine. I'll always be here for you."
"His smile is my world."
"I hear heaven when she sings. She's my angel. She's my guiding light."
"She makes it easier to talk...
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I knocked on the door and waited for him. No one came. I knocked a second time and waited no one came.
"Hm." I knitted my brows, I raised my hand to knock a third time but the door swung open.
"Hey."
"Hey. You're here. I was gonna leave, I didn't think anyone was home."
"I'm sorry. I dozed off." He looked me up and down, and flashed a smile.
"Oh." I rolled my eyes, shifting my weight. The first thing I noticed when he opened the door was the scent of his cologne. He smelled really good, kind of like Prince. Prince always smelled heavenly, I wonder do him and Prince use the same thing.
"Come on in." He stepped aside and let me in.
"You look great. You're all dressed up. A lil' too dressed up for a friends dinner but that's neither here nor there."
"Well just because we're friends that doesn't mean that I have to bum it. Let me get that for you" He took my jacket from my hands and hung it on the rack by the door. "You're lookin' casually fine tonight. Can you give me a little spin."
I cut my eyes at him. "For what?"
"I have a 6th sense for fashion, I was just admiring you outfit. That is a lovely sweater." I looked at him still, not falling for it. I've built up an immunity to bullshit since my episode with Prince.
"No." I shook my head and started to look around his condo. "Eddie. This is a very nice place you have here."
"Thank you very much." he smiled, walking behind me. "Thank you. Check out over here." he pointed to his dimly lit bedroom.
"That's a big, wonderful bed."
"Yeah, well, I need my space."
"Don't we all."
"Cool. Music?" He picked up a remote and turned on some soft jazz. "Just like New Orleans right?"
I nodded, giggling. "Yeap, just like home."
"Have a look around." he pointed up past the bookcase, there was a small set of stairs that led to what looked like a dining room. "Go check out upstairs."
It was a nice place I had to admit, a true bachelor pad.
"Eddie. Eddie." I furrowed my brows, looking around to see where the voice was coming from. was coming from. "I know you hear me, you slimy, sleazy, sneaky, slitherin' son of a bitch."
