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Phil, I hate that shit.”
    She heard him crack up in the
background, that menacing laugh.
    She felt the terror race through
her whole body.
    It was even worse sober than it was
when she was drunk.
    There was an unbelievably long
pause and Jordy starts to laugh uncontrollably as her co-worker gives her an
awkward stare. She is beside herself with excitement. How did he find her?
    She told him !
    He had asked her where she worked.
    She forgot she had told him where
she worked. She had spent so many hours going over that night in her head, but
she had forgotten the most important part.
    Damn it, this guy already had the
advantage of being, well, him .
    She had to give it to him though,
he was good. Getting up to shut her door, she stubbed her toe and yelled, “FUCK
YOU!”
    “Uh, ok, Jordy you were just
laughing, I was ju...”
    She cut him off.
    “No, Tite. Not you. I stubbed my
toe; I was closing the door to my office.”
    “Potty mouth, eh?”
    “Takes one to know one.”
    His lyrics would make her grandpa
roll over in his grave.
    Her mother couldn’t stand his
music. But she could listen to him for hours without stopping. He seemed to put
her in a trance with every single song.
    She once crossed the country on a
road trip, listening to one CD, over and over, and it never got old.
    “Yeah, yeah, listen, I am sending a
car to pick you up after work. Be ready and leave your truck there, I will make
sure your shit stays safe,” he orders, as if off of a menu.
    “Uh, where am I going?”
    She was terrified and her voice
gave it away.
    Was he going to take her up on the
sex she so blatantly said she would have with him? He had to know she was
drunk. He had to know she just couldn’t go somewhere and screw him!
    “Don’t, Jordy. I’ll let you keep
your angel wings. For now,” he teased, as if he already knew what she was
thinking.
    “Okay, I will see you then,” she rasped,
she could barely breathe.
    Fuck. This man was ruining her
life.
    It wasn’t enough that he was the
biggest rap star in the world, the most successful, and the most sought after,
too, by women who worshipped him, just like her. In this dangerous situation
she was really all his.
    She knew it already. Because of who he was first, but then she couldn’t imagine feeling this
way if she hadn’t looked into his eyes, felt his hand on her wrist, felt his
touch on her lips.
    “And, Jordy?” Still a little
teasing in his voice.
    “Yeah?” she asked.
    “Please don’t listen to P.M. Dawn
when my boy picks you up, it’s just embarrassing really, for you, that is.” He
did his psycho laugh now, the one that he does on his CD’s. Her eyes widen.
    That laugh is real.
    It is real, and this is the real him .
    “I’ll think about it,” she says, in
an almost normal voice.
    “See ya,” and he hung up.
     
    SLOOOOOW down clock, SLOOOOOW
down.
    Please, Dear God, let time go by
slowly.
    She had spent the better part of
the past hour staring at herself in the bathroom
mirror. She looked like a professional, working woman, with a little sexy on
the top with cleavage poking but still professional.
    She had on a long black ankle
length form fitting skirt, it fit her well and she looked slimmer in it. Her
hair was in a long sleek black ponytail. She had carefully reapplied her make
up to make her eyes look like smoke and her lips a pale pink. She smelled good.
She had shaved her legs twice this morning in an all-out fit, to try to forget
him. She couldn’t think of one thing in her closet that was suitable for
something like this. She was so engrossed in him already !
    4:51 p.m.
    Damn it!  Nine minutes.
    Where the hell is he going to take
me?
    Not his house, surely not his
house. I can’t outlive that memory.
    4:52 p.m.
    She had to get a hold of herself.
    Suddenly, she remembered the two
Xanax she got from a girlfriend last week.
    Thank you, God .
    She popped both under her tongue
and let them melt away.
    “That’s how you do it.” Jenny said
when