Can't Get Enough of Your Love by J.J. Murray

Author:J.J. Murray [Murray, J. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780758268525
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2007-09-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

There’s no denying it.

Izzie has to be right.

They will be back.

That phone will ring off the hook all day, and I’ll be giving my flash button a workout. And in a little while, I’ll be flashing my girls and my good leg at probably all three of them—one at a time, of course.

Oh sure, they will be angry for a spell, but then they will be at my door in no time at all, maybe soon.

I ease out of bed, blinking at the sunrise. I had better get ready for all my gentlemen callers.

I shower for a long time, shaving my legs closer than I’ve ever shaved them before. I bathe in lotion, drowning my girls with some of my “good” cologne. I call in sick to Patrick Henry (“bad cramps this time,” I tell the secretary) and hobble down to the kitchen to make some Chex mix. All three of my men—who’ll be here first?—love this stuff because I use real butter, never margarine. I’ll have to make more than I’ve ever made before.

They’re all going to be hungry.

While the Chex mix is warming in the oven, I call Dial-a-Horoscope to find out how their days will go, something I do from time to time. Karl, a Libra, is supposed to “pursue love and romance.” Here I am, Karl! Come and get your love! I’ll be here all day! Juan Carlos is an Aries, and as long as he doesn’t use “aggression” today, he’s supposed to be able to “charm anyone” into seeing things his way. Juan Carlos, come charm me, you Mexican Prince Charming, you! I’m ready to be charmed, and if you want to get aggressive, I’ll be ready! I don’t like the sound of Roger’s horoscope at all. He’s a Taurus. It says, “The less time spent dealing with personal matters today, the better.”

Well, I am not a “personal matter”—I’m his boo.

I bet they all feel guilty for leaving me. I know that I would feel guilty for leaving someone with a swollen ankle in her time of need.

Karl will feel guilty for not paying close enough attention to me all these months. He’ll get down on his knees and beg me to take him back. I’ll let him stew a bit, of course, and then tell him, “Only if you’re good to me, boo, and only if you stay in town.” He will cry tears of joy and say, “I promise, Peanut.”

Hmm. But do I want Karl to come back to me? He actually wanted to use my place for a fake-shit depository. I may have to let Karl stew for a couple days.

Juan Carlos will feel guilty about not letting me meet his sainted mama sooner. He’ll be back with a rose and a song, begging for one more chance. I’ll let him wait outside a while (and I hope it rains!) before telling him, “Only if you let me be me, Juan Carlos.” He’ll promise, of course, and make mad, passionate love to me until I say stop.

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