“Since when are you the expert?” I ask, as we hop into mytruck, heading for home.
“I’m not saying that I’m an expert, I just know that if you’reout of sight, you’re out of her mind is all. And she’ll move on andforget about you.”
“Okay, man, I really need to know about this girl you weredating in school. Since when do you have so muchinsight?”
“Ah, forget it.” He waves. “She was just some chick I bangedfor a while”
I lookat him and his eyes are out the passenger side window, as if he’s amillion miles away. There’s way more to this story than he’sletting on, but I leave it alone…for now.
***
Will
We’vebeen here in Vegas for almost a week. It’s fantastic. Rosie’s gotconnections here that I would never dream of. Humphrey, herhusband, has his own room in the Bellagio Hotel, and we head upthere, after I lose my shirt at Craps. I’m drunker than I’ve everbeen and I don’t even remember what day it is. I know that my workphone has rang so many times, but I’m too drunk to answer it. Rosiecalls for room service, and we get some food, at like three o’clockin the morning.
“What do you want, baby?” she asks, opening the silver dome onthe serving tray.
“What do you have?”
“Anything. Everything. I grabbed an assortment of stuff so youcan sober up before Humphrey gets here.”
“Wait, Humphrey’s coming back?” I ask, rising off the bed,that I’ve just laid on. The room looks like it’s fit for a king,with plush carpeting underfoot, chandeliers in each room, a chaiselounge at the foot of the four-poster bed, and a fireplace rightnext to the bed. The adjoining room is a smaller version, and italso has an office, with an ensuite bathroom. The bathroom, by theway, is big enough to have a party in.
“Yeah, silly. I told you about that. Right before you lostyour last game.”
“Don’t remind me.” I scoff, sitting up, taking a potato skinoff the plate.
“Don’t worry, baby. Humphrey will help you out.”
“Oh yeah? How’s he going to do that.” I ask with my mouthfull. “He going to show me his expertise in winning back mymoney?”
“No.” She answers coyly.
“Then how?”
“You’ll see, Will. He does it all the time.”
I’m sodrunk I see two of her, so I take her word for it. The food isdelicious, and I’m surprised that she’s letting me eat on herbed.
“Am I sleeping in the other room?” I ask.
Shelifts a brow. “No. You’re sleeping right here with me,baby.”
“Don’t you think Humphrey’s going to kick my ass if he sees mesleeping with you?”
“He didn’t the last time, did he.” She answerssmoothly.
“Wait…he knew?” I’m flabbergasted.
Shewaves. “Humphrey’s sleeping with about a dozen other women, honey.If I’m sleeping with you, it’s not a problem.”
“Oh yeah? You’re only sleeping with me?”
“Well, I haven’t yet, but I plan to.”
“No, I mean…you’re not sleeping with anybody else?”
“Are you?”
