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headed to the lot so all of them
could get into Sharnette’s car.
    “ Okay, who’s ridin’
shotgun?” Sharnette opened her Accord.
    “ Me!” Moira squealed at
the top of her lungs and pushed the front seat up to the dash.
“Don’t just stand there like a bump on a log, get in.”
    Rhoda did just that,
glaring at her sister the whole time.
    Why did Sharnette have to
ask her sister to join them? Rhoda wanted to talk more about
Nicholas and the idiotic things her mom spewed.
    She couldn’t do that with
Moira around. She had a tendency to have a very big
mouth.

Chapter Three
    Nicholas rolled over at the
sound of his phone ringing on the side of his bed. “Oh God, not the
hospital.” He groaned and reached for it, knocking over an empty
glass next to his bed. “Shit!”
    Good thing the sun was
setting because he’d neglected to draw the curtains before he dozed
off. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been sleeping but he guessed
about three to four hours.
    “ Hello?”
    “ Nicky, it’s
Alex.”
    Thank God.
    “ Hi chum, what’s up?” He
sat up straight in the bed and fingered his locks.
    “ I wanted to chat with you
about Saturday night. Do you mind if Sharnette brings her friend
Rhoda along? Perhaps the two of you will hit it off.”
    “ No, no, not at all. It’s
not like I’ve got much going on in the date department at the
moment. Perhaps a fixed connection is exactly what I
need.”
    “ Oh, good. I wasn’t sure
how to ask you. Sharnette called me about it when I was taking a
break and we went back and forth until I finally gave in. That
woman really knows how to manipulate my mind.” He
sighed.
    “ Oh what a problem to
have,” Nicholas chided and lay on his side, gazing out the
window.
    “ Well, it is. She’s
deadly, I tell ya.” Alexander laughed as he spoke in a country
accent.
    “ You’re getting rather
good at that, Alex. I can’t do it at all and neither do I want to
for that matter. Not that I don’t like the speech, I just don’t
think it suits me.”
    “ Ah, I know, you’re such a
proper bloke. A fashion plate just like your mum and da,” Alexander
added. “I couldn’t see you enjoying yourself in the company of a
bunch of Southern folk.”
    “ I couldn’t either. I’d
much rather be at the North Carolina Museum of Art attending a
charity ball.” Nicholas loved art and photography second only to
his medical profession.
    “ Yes, yes, I know. It’s
why you need a good Southern gal to loosen you up a little. You’re
too stuffy, Nicholas. You barely go out unless it’s to work
out…”
    “ Mhmm…or to the park to
photograph things. Perhaps even the cemetery because I love looking
at old crypts and headstones.”
    “ Yes, but what girl is
going to want to join you on those kind of excursions? I doubt there will be
many.”
    “ Well, I’m not sure
meeting a woman at a club or a swinger’s party is the way to go
either, even though you lucked up on the latter.”
    “ Yes, I did. I never
thought I’d find my soulmate there . Truthfully, I wasn’t even
going to hook up with anyone. I only wanted to observe.”
    “ That’s what you keep
telling me,” Nicholas chuckled and picked up the stray shards of
his glass.
    “ Honest I didn’t and then
I saw her, making notes on a sofa, while two very hot women were
getting it on.”
    “ Uh huh. I haven’t the
faintest idea why you’d want to watch anyone, especially two women,
when you could join them, Alexander.”
    “ It was fun actually.
Well, I hope Rhoda meets your expectations. She’s quite nice if I
say so myself. Not my Sharnette, but still beautiful.”
    “ Okay. On a scale of one
to ten, where would you rate Miss Rhoda?” Nicholas rolled the ‘r’
and shifted on the mattress to hear Alex’s answer.
    “ Well, since Sharnette is
an eleven, I’d have to say Rhoda is a high eight. She seems a
little shy, and I can’t possibly rate her close to my Sharnette
regardless of how gorgeous she is.”
    “ I can work