containing his license, money, credit cards and other papers including his business cards. Thank goodness his business cards were in the bag and had his new cell phone number on it. I thought to myself. Sean exited off the Grand Central Parkway and headed towards her restaurant. My head was spinning, and I didn’t want to hear another word about this mess.” I told Nia that I had to hang up, because the long distance phone charge was expensive, and I would get a phone card and call her back later.
Holy shit! I had been gone for two day! Just two days and all hell was breaking loose in New York! I finished my drink, and then decided to reiterate the story to Toni when she came out of the bathroom. After reiterating the details of the story I needed another drink. By then it was close to 9:00 PM and we decided to go to the Poop Deck for dinner. The Poop Deck turned out to be one of my favorite restaurants in the Bahamas. The ambiance of the restaurant had a quaint and stylish atmosphere overlooking the water. I also give my compliments to the chef and to the rest of the staff and kudos to the waiters they’re cute as hell! Nice eye candy to look at while you eat! If you know what I mean! When we arrived at the restaurant we were seated at one of the last tables on the outside deck over looking the water. “How beautiful everything looks from here,” Toni exclaimed. “I need to get my mind off what’s going on in New York, and this will do just fine,” she said laughingly.
“There’s just too much drama back home for me,” I replied as I looked over the menu. “In fact, I’m almost afraid to go back home,” I said jokingly. As I looked up I noticed a handsome dark-skinned man standing next to Toni. He introduced himself as Julian and advised us that he was our waiter for the night. Julian was about thirty-one years old, maybe six feet and two inches tall and about 190 pounds of muscle with zero fat. We struck up a conversation with him as he waited on our table and ended up monopolizing most of his time. We talked so much with him, that we ended up being the last customers in the restaurant. Overhearing our conversation about looking for a dance club Julian offered to show us around the island since we were in search of adventure and good music. We were a little hesitant at first but quickly disregarded our doubts and accepted his invitation. We waited outside the restaurant for Julian to get off work and change his clothes, and then we were off. Julian took us to three popular clubs that the locals go to, one better than the last. We danced, talked and drank the night away. It had been a long time since Toni and I hung out together and had this much fun. By 6:00 AM we had to call it quits, my feet were throbbing, Toni couldn’t shake her hips another shake and Julian had to get some sleep so he could go to work that afternoon. When the three of us stumbled out of the last club we were blinded by the sunrise in the horizon. Julian drove us back to our hotel and walked us to our room; he kissed the two of us on the cheek then left. What a gentleman! Toni stated as she closed the door. It’s nice to know you can still go out with a guy, and he not ask or insist on pussy, because he spent a dollar on you. Toni said. I plopped down on my bed and began to rub my sore feet. Say, Haley, Toni said. I’m hungry, why don’t you call room service and order us some breakfast before we go to bed. I let go of my aching foot and reached for the phone and called the kitchen. Toni showered first while I waited on the balcony for our breakfast. Ten minutes later there was a knock at our door and our meal was being setup on the balcony. I was chewing with my eyes closed when Toni walked onto the balcony. After a cup of coffee and Danish, I was ready for a shower and a catnap.
We had one day left in the Bahamas and were already making plans to come back.