What do you need?â I forgot what he asked.
âMay I try your lock?â He didnât wait for my answer. He just reached for my waist and grabbed the lock.
âWhoa.â I was shocked by his aggression. âYouâre really trying to get your drink on, huh?â
His key didnât fit. âIâm trying, but I think you girls hid the lock to this key in the birthday cake or something.â He grinned. âIâve tried everybody.â
âSo I was your last choice, huh?â In the midst of my flirting, I was wishing that heâd walk away before Damian looked in my direction.
âI saved the best for last.â He sighed and gave up. âBut it looks like my mission is still incomplete.â He gave me a polite smile. âSorry to bother you.â He turned to walk away.
âHey.â I grabbed his arm. âAt least thank me for my trouble.â
âWhat trouble?â He stared intensely.
I thought about it and realized that there was no trouble. âOkay, at least thank me for my time.â
âThank you.â He touched his mask as though he were tipping a hat.
âWho was that masked man?â I asked myself.
I gave up the door around 11:00 and made my way around the room.
I spotted Indiaâs extravagant rhinestone-studded angel mask. As I approached her, she threw on a smile. I didnât know if it was paranoia or intuition, but sometimes I got bad vibes from her. âSo, is he here?â I asked.
âHe had to be somewhere else.â She looked a little down. âAs a matter of fact, Iâm leaving in a minute.â
âLeaving?â I looked at her seriously. âYou just got here.â
âThereâs nothing going on.â She rolled her eyes.
âI know youâre not leaving because he didnât come.â I threw my hand up. âForget him. Damian has some friends here.â I quickly checked them out. âIâve never seen the guy in the white jacket before,â I said as I studied him from afar. âHeâs kinda cute.â
âDamn, youâre checking out his friends now? Thatâs just nasty.â
âI was checking him out for you.â I smiled. âWant me to introduce you?â
She looked over at them at the bar, where they were standing. âNaw, Iâll be all right.â
âAre you drinking?â I asked because she seemed tense.
âI had a drink, but Iâm still not hanging around.â
I couldnât believe her. âWhatâs wrong with you?â
âNothing.â She looked at her watch. âI just need to get out of here.â
âArenât you having a good time?â
It was always hard to please India. If she wasnât the center of attention, then her night was ruined.
She looked around. âI mean . . . itâs all right.â
Trying to get the party on her mind, I asked, âSo what do you think of the place?â
âItâs nice.â She looked around. âI wonder what you girls wouldâve done without me.â
âWe wouldâve gotten the job done somehow.â
âWell, Iâm sure youâll get the job done in the Bahamas as well.â
Her words took me by surprise. Nat and I swore that weâd never tell anyone about the five grand that we split out of the ten that she offered for the party. âWhat?â I tried to smile, but I was dumbfounded.
âItâs cool.â She smiled. âYou need a vacation; Iâm just glad that I was able to assist.â
Iâm not rich, but I wasnât broke, and I wasnât about to let India treat me like I was.
âLook, Iâll write you out a check tomorrow,â I said, embarrassed.
She laughed. âDonât worry about it, girl.â Indiaâs mood seemed to be improving as she made me more uncomfortable.
âI have it, and itâs no problem,â I lied.
âWell, if you insist. Or