1987
I made a point to have at least one more weekend off with my best friend. Our teams protested for obvious reasons, but I'd feared burnout more often than not these days. Quincy, myself and countless others had been full with the album now I could barely hear myself think sometime Baby Girl felt strain toward her own career as well. We owed downtime to ourselves if anything. Otherwise, both of us would probably argue from exhaustion.
"Any plans today?" Brenda asked me. I'd given the first kiss in bed. It'd had been a simple Friday morning.
"All depends on you. I can put a disguise together and we'll go to the mall, babe."
"Nah. I just want to stay here and look at you all weekend." she kissed me back while the blankets rustled. A giggle escaped her sweet lips.
"Why me? There's not much to look at." I joked, but honestly felt insecure at the moment. Even our passionate lovemaking sadly hadn't changed my overall self-esteem.
Her lips touched mine again before long. In that moment, every single concern seemed to melt away. Like I've said, there was no way in hell I deserved this woman sometime. Even my ego problems drained her time and time again, no matter what she tried to tell me.
"Oh, come on, baby. Don't start with that. My self-esteem is terrible enough sometimes." she kissed me again, but offered the warm smile I'd fallen in love with four years ago. "Listen. You're determined, hilarious, adorable," she'd stopped for a moment to actually pinch my cheek like Mother. I'd felt eight years old again. Another giggle made its way out of me.
Baby Girl scooted closer to hold my face and kissed me again. Our noses brushed just when she softened her voice and continued speaking. "You're honest, caring, sweet, and it's just a bonus that you're the most attractive man I've laid eyes on. Those eyes fill my soul whenever you look at me."
"Someone's earned another kiss." I honestly sniffled holding onto that sweet face again.
I could feel our bodies push down closer and closer onto each other. Even the mattress squeaked down a little while I kissed her deeply. She offered a low chuckle as soon as I looked down at her. Her small hand reached out for my face, only to make it snuggle for that sweet neck I'd missed me. Kisses of mine trailed further and further down before long.
She quickly fumbled with the buttons of my shirt when the phone rang out of nowhere. Its shrill made us both nearly growl, annoyed. I rolled my eyes leaving her embrace, only watching Baby Girl shake her head. Once I picked up the phone, there was only calm other than the soft movement of blankets.
"Hello?" I huffed into the receiver.
"Michael?"
My heart almost stopped.
Diane?
I couldn't help sitting much straighter now on the edge of the bed. Brenda's eyes narrowed once I looked back. She quickly excused herself. I'd been left alone to deal with this awkward situation. Brenda soon locked the door and I'd barely cracked out words to protest. She really didn't need to get out.
"What's going on?" I questioned Diane with no other choice at the moment.
"Oh nothing. I've been working as usual, but I got some free time this weekend. Could you and I meet somewhere to catch up, sweetheart?"
I held my tongue at her words, looking over to find the bedroom door open. From the corner of my eyes, Brenda sipped gingerly from a bottle of Cranberry juice. The comforting smell of breakfast reached my nose seconds later. The television mumbled cartoons just when I excused myself from Diane for a moment to close the door.
