your nose and chin. You really look like a partying rock star now.”
“Are you going to lick it off?” I asked.
“Nope,” she said.
Mila made a bold move and turned, tossing the covers away, standing up, fully naked.
I stared at her back, her ass, the backs of her legs.
I licked my sugary lips.
She put her coffee and donuts down and began to walk around the bed, my eyes following intently.
When I saw her heading toward the bathroom, I moved to the edge of the bed.
“Hey,” I said.
She looked back and grinned. “Just need to pee.”
I nodded.
When she shut the bathroom door, I sighed.
This must have been true love.
Feeling a sense of excitement over Mila going to pee. Because it meant she didn’t have to puke.
I turned my head and nodded.
Then I reached to grab one of the donuts for myself.
“Here I thought you left to get laid,” Mickey said with a laugh. “She’s pregnant?”
“Yeah.”
“So I put you in charge of making sure she stays out of trouble while on her first tour and you get her pregnant.”
“That’s right.”
“I don’t know who’s dumber. You or me.”
“I’m not dumb, Mickey. Trust me, I’m far from it.”
I looked at Mila as she walked toward the bedroom.
God, how can one woman be so beautiful?
“So what’s happening next then?” Mickey asked.
“That’s the thing. I’m not sure just yet. I’m not leaving her. No way. I’m sorry if that means you have to take a hit. But… I bought a house, Mickey.”
“Of course you did.”
“I’m getting it redone. I’m including a studio. A full, custom studio. I want to write and record music. I want you to sell it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow,” Mickey said. “Silas… Rhodes… settling down.”
“It’s time. Touring the country, chasing ghosts in bars and clubs… I can’t do it anymore.”
“I’ve been telling you for a long time to figure out another plan. I’m glad you listened for once.”
“Yeah. Well, when the time comes, I need my other place cleaned out. I need everything shipped here. You can handle all that. Before you argue, I promise that when you see what Mila and I write together, it’ll blow your mind. You’re going to make more money than you know what to do with.”
“Sounds good,” Mickey said. “But are you sure? You’ve never been a settling kind of guy.”
I saw Mila again.
Out of the bedroom, pausing, looking at her phone, making a face, then going back into the bedroom.
“I’m sure,” I said. “I want to be a father, Mickey. I want to be here, unlike my father. I never understood it, you know? How a man walks away like that. Even if you didn’t get along with the woman… how do you punish a kid like that?”
“Wow, you’re going deep,” Mickey said.
“You don’t know how bad I want you to find him. My old man. So I could look that son of a bitch in the eyes and ask him what the hell he was thinking.”
“You know, Silas, I’m always here for you,” Mickey said. “The good news is that if I can let it be known that you’re going to write new music, it’ll get some buzz going. I say you write and release a single. Then have that single recorded by a few others. Kind of ease into that transition.”
Mila stepped out of the bedroom again.
This time she wore nothing but a robe.
She pointed at me. Then she made the signal for me to hang up my call. Her thumb and pinky as the phone and she slammed it down.
“Good talk, Mickey,” I said. “I have to…”
Mila used the middle finger of her right hand to open the top of the robe just enough… for me… to see… her right breast…
I gritted my teeth.
“… and then we can work on…”
Mickey droned on.
Mila moved her middle finger down over her nipple. Teasing herself to torture me.
“Mickey, I have to go,” I said.
I hung up the call and threw my phone to the table.
I stood up and hurried toward Mila.
When I got my hands on that robe, I gently walked her back into the bedroom.
“What the fuck are you trying to do to me, darling?” I growled.
“I want attention,” she whispered. “I want it right now.”
I opened the robe and Mila wiggled her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor between us.
She stood before me, naked.
My eyes gravitated right to her full breasts. Full… getting fuller by the day now…
My right hand cupped her left breast.
When I touched her nipple, she sucked in a breath.
“Easy,” she purred. “They’re so