list of things to do. Under normal circumstances I would be all in, not tonight though. We only had one more evening at the retreat and we would all be going home. I wanted one evening with him before we had to go back to our lives and those involved in it.
"I don't know. I hadn't planned on it," I answered as I was looking for something to wear tonight.
She gave me this I know you're up to something look. I wasn't sure if she was just being nosey or if her radar had been switched on. I had to watch it when it came to that. Ambrosia could jump into detective mode real quick. Her analytical mind was constantly going 150 mph. One minute I would think she’s moved on to something else. The next thing I know I'm under interrogation and looking for a way out. Luckily, I know her well enough to unplug the question box before she got started.
"I saw information on this forest night tour the campground gives and thought I'd check it out tonight."
I hated lying to her. I couldn't tell her this secret. Not this time, not ever. I had tried to walk away plenty of times. She wouldn't believe that and I knew it. Who would? Curiosity was a drug and a skillful tongue was all it took to reach that high.
"Oh yeah I saw that too. You should've said something because I wanted to go to."
I figured she would which is why I didn't say anything. The tour was my cover story as to why I wasn't going to the bonfire tonight. Ambrosia coming along would have thrown a wrench in all my plans. I hope she didn't change her mind about going tonight. I had a solid alibi and I really did not want to think of a new one.
"My bag, maybe we can do something tomorrow?
"Okay cool. So you know Demarcus is going to be a little sad you're not there."
"I'm sure he will," I said rolling my eyes.
I could care less about him being sad. I gave him a chance and he dropped the ball. He was one of those two strokes and pass out people I was talking about. After I had lost my virginity to my true love, he had broken my heart by reconciling with his wife. To ease my pain I went out with a couple of guys with Demarcus being one of them for a couple of months. We had a little too much to drink one night and one thing led to another. Next thing I knew he was inside me, two pumps, I blinked and it was over.
"You can give him another chance. It was two years ago and I'm sure he's improved since then."
I laughed so hard and gave her a save the plea for Demarcus look because it's not happening again. I was only using him and unfortunately for him he didn't capitalize on it. I'm a firm believer in first impressions. Give it your all the first time. You never know if there will be another chance to prove yourself. My man knew this and that's why it belonged to him.
Bing.
I grabbed my phone to see who was texting me. I smiled. My man.
Ambrosia looked at me and shook her head.
"Well at least tell me his name Aryelle."
Shoot. I had to think quickly. She had a habit of picking up my phone. We both tended to do it to each other. I didn’t want her to be looking at me crazy if she saw something off base.
"Ok, you're going to think this is weird.”
"What?"
"His name is Laurence."
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She looked at me and started cracking up. "Why would I think that's weird? My dad is not the only person in the world named Laurence."
I don't know why I felt relieved. I was wrong as sin. I was not only sleeping with my best friend's father, but the pastor of my church. If anyone got wind of this there would be more than hell to pay. We had a plan and as long as we both stuck to it, everything would be okay. I was ready to stand beside my man. I wanted to shout it to the world. I no longer wanted to be his secret love. I knew this had to be handled with care so I would be still until he said it was time to