Naked Heat: The Handyman, Episode II by Vincent Zandri

Author:Vincent Zandri [Zandri, Vincent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bear Romantic Noir
Published: 2017-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Inside my bedroom, I dug through my dresser drawers until I found an old pair of black jeans I used to wear on stage back when I was a drummer in a local punk rock band. We’re going back some years—hell, more like a couple of decades—so I hoped they still fit. I located a black t-shirt, and the black combat boots I wore almost every day would be perfect. I had a couple of black watch caps I wore in the winter and even a pair of black leather gloves. Now it was just a matter of finding some sort of black face paint to hide all the light reflecting white skin.

I stood there in the bedroom, dressed in black, and I thought about it. Where could I find something to camouflage my face? That’s when Stella came to mind. She must have some mascara hanging around. Black mascara to match her black eyebrows and her rich black hair. I went into the master bathroom, and I opened the drawer on the vanity where she kept her makeup and other junk. There were all sorts of makeup bottles and containers stored there along with various tools for applying it. Plus, maybe a dozen varieties of lipstick along with some facial creams and powders. I guess it took a lot of work being a good-looking woman.

It took some time to rummage through the stuff, but it didn’t take all that long to find a bottle of mascara. It came with its own little applicator brush. Soaking the brush in the black liquid, I applied a generous dollop on each cheek and my brow. I then used my fingers to rub it all in. Looking at my face in the mirror, I couldn’t help but smile. I hadn’t covered my face entirely with the stuff, but I’d done a decent enough job. The real test would come, however, when I shut off the lights and closed the blinds. I did exactly that. Once the room was dark, I looked in the mirror again.

I blended in with the night. I was ready to snoop as soon as the sun went down.

Turning the bathroom lights back on, I returned the mascara to Stella’s drawer. That’s when I happened to find something stored in the very back of the overly crowded drawer. Something not at all like all the glass, metal, and plastic containers. It was a cardboard box of some kind.

A box of condoms.

I stood there, my stomach tightening and my throat constricting. I had to be rational about this before I jumped to conclusions. Stupid, foolish conclusions that would make me go ballistic on somebody. Somebody like Mackey. I had to calm down and ask myself the right questions. The logical, sensible questions.

Did Stella and I use condoms?

The answer: No. Never in our relationship had we used them.

Could this box be left over from a long time ago? Back when she was still with Mackey three years ago?

I looked at the expiration date on the bottom of the package.

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