Easter's Lilly Page 11
We went back to the house and started packing. “Johnny, I can’t do this. How long will I be without you?”
“Only a few months,” he answered. “Just long enough to make people think we’re no longer involved. Do you see why I don’t commit?” I gave him a look but yes, I got it. He wanted to keep me safe and now I wasn’t.
He kept me at his house for about a month and then he moved me to Las Vegas. I guess he had to wait for a job to become available. I wasn’t feeling very well. At first Johnny thought it might be stress but as it got worse he began to get worried that I might be pregnant. We didn’t use protection that first time and I couldn’t keep anything down. I refused to take a test because… well… I didn’t want to know. We walked into the apartment leasing office and it was very busy. I was so nauseous; I could barely stand. A blond haired woman in her 50s ran over to Johnny and threw her arms around him. She was very attractive and dressed well. I did not like that. “Johnny, Johnny, is it really you?”
“Yes, mom, it’s me,” he answered. I was comforted that it was his mother.
“Your mother?” I asked. “You could have mentioned in passing that she was your mom, you know.”
“Don’t take offense, dear.” She took my hands and smiled. “He doesn’t tell anyone that we’re related.” She looked a little embarrassed.
“Seriously, Johnny,” I said.
“She is lovely, dear. I’m so pleased that you’ve entrusted her to me.”
“I had nowhere else to go mom. Don’t let me down.” He gave her a serious look and then he winked. She smiled.
“Lilly, this is Cammy, my mom.” She smiled a very pleasing smile at me.
Just then a handsome, Hispanic man, maybe about thirty years old, walked in. Johnny was definitely upset with the expression on my face. I tried not to stare but… wow! He was dark skinned with bright green eyes. His body was solid and he stood about six foot tall. It was all I could do to take my eyes off of him. “What are you doing here?” Johnny asked, obviously not pleased to see him.
“It’s just as big a surprise to me, John, as it is to you,” Cammy acknowledged. “Diego got transferred here last night.”
“Really?” Johnny asked. “What a coincidence.” Diego walked over to me and took my hand. Johnny pushed him back and stood in front of me.
“Boys…” Cammy pleaded. “Play nice, there’s a lady present.” Diego shoved Johnny away and grabbed my hand again.
“Forgive him for his rudeness,” he said. He had a thick, and very sexy, Spanish accent. “I am Diego.” I was almost sweating from the steam coming off of his body.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I replied.
The pleasure is all mine.” He kissed my hand never disconnecting his eyes from my gaze.
“Get off of her,” Johnny responded. He pulled me away from him. “ I can’t believe you’re here.”
“I’ve missed you too, John,” he answered. The two of them bickered back and forth until Cammy assigned me an apartment number and then they fought over who got to take me there. She finally intervened. “Johnny, apartment 346. Just take her.” Diego gave her a very unfriendly look. She turned her eyes away and handed Johnny the keys. As we left, I saw in the reflection of the window, Diego grab her arm and the two struggle a bit.
“Do we need to worry about her?” I asked.
“If there’s one thing I can tell you about Cammy, it’s that she can definitely take care of herself.” We walked into the modestly furnished room and I began to unpack my bags. I didn’t like the moldy smell or the hotel-like appearance of the room. “I don’t know, Johnny,” I said. “Can you stay with me tonight?” I was a little afraid to be alone.
“No,” he answered. “I need to get going.”
“Why?” I asked. “Just one more night… please… please John.”
“Well…” He paused. “Rudy was right about one thing.” He put his arms around my waist. “You do make me weak.” He laid me down on the bed and we made love. When I awoke and found him gone; I was devastated.