“We’re going to be fine,” I nodded and kissed my fiancee.
When we finished showering, Mary started digging through her clothes. “Does this make me look hot?” Mary asked, holding a short red skirt.
“Yeah, Mare,” I told her, reclining on the bed. “Whatcha doing?”
“Oh, getting ready for my date with Alice,” Mary answered. “When do you want to buy all the neighbor’s houses?”
Date? I looked at Mary. She was trying to find the perfect outfit for her date. Jealousy stabbed at my heart. Just what was Alice to Mary? Friends, I thought. But you don’t date your friend. Don’t be stupid, Mark. You’re reading too much into it. Mary loves you. She’s just going to have fun with her friend. You had fun with Madeleine and Anastasia today. It’s no different. She’s wearing the ring you gave her. She was looking at bridal magazines. She’s excited to marry you. She loves you.
“Mark?” Mary asked, pulling on the red skirt. “When do you want to meet with Alice to buy the houses?”
“Oh, right,” I said, snapping out of my jealous fog. “Well, tomorrow is Wednesday, right?”
Mary nodded.
“Well, I got that meeting with the Police Chiefs at LESA in the afternoon. So, Thursday, then. Around five.”
“Okay, hun,” she said, pulling on a matching, red halter top. “You should call your sister. The sooner you can … be with her, the better.”
“What about you and your sisters?”
Mary paused, in the middle of pulling on some black, knee high stockings. “I … I’m not ready for that, yet,” she said, nervous. “Maybe after seeing you and your sister together.”
“Sure babe.” I reached for my phone and started scrolling through my contacts.
Mary continued pulling up the stalking. “What’re you going to do today, Mark?”
“Well, I’m going to have the sluts go and get some actually slutty clothes today, I’ll chaperone them.” I told Mary. “Maybe rob another bank.”
“Sounds good, hun.”
I pressed call when I found Antsy phone number. The phone rang a few times then went to her voicemail. “Hey sis, its Mark. Call me back, it’s very important.” I sighed. “She’s ignoring me. She usually does when I call. She prefers texts.” I started typing a text to send to her, letting her know it was really important that we speak in person.
“How do I look?” Mary asked, finished dressed.
“Fuck, you look hot,” I told her. And she did. The halter top showed off her tits well, and the skirt was short, exposing most of her snowy thighs. And nothing was sexier then a woman wearing thigh-high stockings.
“I do, don’t I,” Mary said, preening in the mirror. “I’m also going to do a little shopping. Gets some new clothes, some jewelry, maybe.”
“Yeah, sure,” I told her. “There’s a basement full of cash.”
Mary nodded. “I guess there is, I hadn’t really thought of it.”
I was about to say something when my phone chirped, it was Antsy texting me back. “Sorry bro, just left for Miami this morning. See you in a week.”
“Shit!” I said. “She’s out of town for a week.”
“Oh, shit!” Mary gasped. She swallowed. “I guess I’ll call my sisters, then.”
“Now boarding rows 20 thru 30,” the gate attendant said.
I stood up and joined the lines of people queuing up to board American Airlines flight 126, a flight from Seattle to Miami with a layover here in LA. After my Ecstasy this morning, I was sure the Lord was sending me to Seattle to fight the Warlock that defeated Sister Louise. After Zi had dropped me off at LAX and I walked up to the ticket counter, I discovered Providence wanted me to go to Miami instead. I was confused, but it wasn’t my place to question Providence.
I walked down the aisle, squeezing past other passengers, looking for my seat. I had seat 27b. Sitting in 27a, against the window, was a raven haired teenager, probably eighteen or nineteen, in a leopard print crop top and jean shorts. She was listening to music on her ipod while surfing the internet on her smart phone. I put my carry-on bag in the overhand bin and sat down in the seat next to her.
Her phone rang and she rolled her eyes in annoyance and hung the phone up. “My brother,” she told me, shaking her head. “He still uses his phone as a phone, can you believe that?”
I laughed, being polite. But what else was a phone for. I may look eighteen, but I was actually forty-four and I really didn’t get girls my apparent age. I glanced curious at her phone. What did people do with those smart phones, anyway. The girl’s phone chirped again.
“Man, my brother really wants to see me,” she said. “It’s a shame I won’t be back home for a week.” She started texting her brother back. “Oh well, it couldn’t be that important. He probably just needs money. He’s always asking relatives for money.”
“Oh,” I said politely.
“Looks like we’re going to be plane buddies,” the girl said. “The guy who sat beside me from Sea-Tac just snored the entire way.”
“I don’t snore,” I told the girl.
“Good,” she said, relieved. “It was so annoying.”
“I’m Theodora,” I told her, holding out my hand.
She shook my hand. “Samantha,” she said, “but everyone calls me Antsy.”
“Antsy?” I asked and couldn’t help my smile.
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, my dad gave it to me when I was a kid. I never could sit still for longer than a minute. I was always shifting in my seat. He said I had ants in my pants.”
“Oh, that’s cute,” I told her.
“I guess,” Antsy said, shifting in her seat. “I guess I still have problems sitting still. But I’m just so excited. I get to spend a week in Miami! I’m going to have so much fun!”
“Are you visiting friends?” I asked her.
“No,” she shook her head. “I was supposed to go with my friend Donna, but she had a family emergency. I would have canceled, but the trip’s all paid for and Donna insisted that I go. What about you, Theodora?”
“Oh, I just felt like going to Miami,” I told her. “I kinda go where destiny takes me and today it’s telling me to go to Miami.”
“Wow,” Antsy said, looking at me in amazement. “Do you even have a place to stay?”
“Oh, I’m sure destiny will guide me to something.”
She looked considering at me. “Well, maybe destiny led you to me. My hotel room has two beds, if you don’t mind staying with a stranger.”
“Sure,” I told her, wondering how Antsy fit into God’s plan.
“Good,” Antsy said, nodding her head seriously. “We’re going to have so much fun!”
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