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forward and looked down at my feet. “What the hell am I supposed to do for two fucking weeks?”
    It was a rhetorical question, but my cousin didn’t know the meaning of the word. I heard him say, “Well, shit, if I have to tell you...”
    I lifted my head and saw a smirk prominently displayed on his face.
    “Fuck you!”
    He laughed. “Seriously, Cuz, just lay low.  Don’t piss in someone else’s pot and the two weeks will go by before you know it.”
    I grunted but didn’t reply.
    Angel stood and walked to his bedroom.  He came back out with his suitcase in hand. “I think you should get another room in one of your aliases.”
    I didn’t reply.
    “Are you going to sulk for two weeks?”
    I folded my arms thinking about it, but I knew I would lose my fucking mind if I did.
    “The moment I find out what’s going on, I’ll call you.” He handed me a phone. “Use this burner phone to contact me. I got it before we left so it’s not linked to us at all.  If there’s anything you need, you know what to do, yeah?”
    I nodded but didn’t reply.
    “Drake,” I looked up at him.  He continued, “I’m going to find out what’s going on. You can count on that.”
    I knew I could, and I told him so.
    I stood, and we did the bro handshake. You know; half handshake half hug.
    “Stay out of trouble,” he told me.
    “Yeah, you do the same. I’m not going to be there to have your back, so you’re on your own.”
    He smiled. “Yeah, I can take care of myself.”
    “I know, but if it gets too hot, back off.  I’ll figure out another way to clear my name.  I’ve done it before.”
    Angel is one of the few people that truly knew my secrets. There aren’t that many people I trust, but I know for a fact I can trust him.
    “I know you have, but you don’t have to do that shit anymore. You know I’ve got your back.”
    Angel left out of the room, and I waited about thirty minutes before I called the front desk and asked if they had any other rooms available. They told me they had one and gave me the rate.  It was highway fucking robbery, but I couldn’t complain, so I booked the room under one of the many identities I’ve created for myself. Then I showered and packed.
    After I had breakfast, I moved to my room, unpacked and went to fucking sleep. I thought about going to Georgia’s room to see if she really meant what she said about us being strangers, but I didn’t. I may not be stupid cocky, but I’m fucking prideful. I’d be damned if she makes me feel like a fucking idiot for wanting to be with her. I couldn’t understand why I wanted to in the first place.... Yes, I do.  She was a fantastic woman.  I didn’t know shit about her, but I just had this feeling about her.  I knew she was a good person.  I knew last night was a bucket list kind of thing, and I was all too pleased to be that for her. The problem was I wanted more.
    That night I went to bed determined to find a warm body to get into the next day. That night though, I went to sleep thinking about one of the best pussies I’ve been privileged to be inside of.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4
Georgia
    What are you doing here, Georgia?
    I sighed deeply and looked around one of the many exclusive Cabo San Lucas clubs, realizing that very moment that I had no business being there. Let me paint the picture for you. There were women in their twenties in the skimpiest bikinis I’ve ever seen, dancing and gyrating their non-existent hips for any age male that would give them a second thought.  There were women in their thirties, such as myself, watching the younger women like they were antichrist, wishing they would get swallowed by a tidal wave or something, anything that would wipe them from this beach.
    Me; I really didn’t give a shit about the twenty-somethings.  I mean, I had the same goal as the thirty-something females but I wasn’t going for perfect.
    The goal isn’t to have happily