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Feel Just Like Home

Can I Even, Complicate Your Breathing

"Amerie," a smooth but raspy voice greeted me. I looked up and saw mike.

"How do you know my name?" I wasn't sure if I should be flattered or worried.

"I'm not a creep!" he laughed. I had to smile at him, "You sure about that?" It felt

nice to be able to talk and joke with someone. Even if we had just met less than 24

hours ago.

"hey, listen, you want to maybe go to a move tomorrow night?"

I already knew what was coming. I told him I had a kid, and he would run. I

wonder what pathetic excuse he would use.

When I rejected him, I was expecting him to give up and move on to his next catch

like the player he seemed, but instead he questioned my motives.

"I have a kid."

I was afraid to look up and see the look of disgust on his face. "Hey look at me."

I was pretty glad I did. I saw no judgment in his eyes or anything. It was nice not

being shunned for something I did. Some people may think Ann was a mistake, but I don't.
"You really think that's going to stop me from taking you out?"
"Well, Mike, we are a package deal. You date me, you date her," I couldn't keep the
smirk on my face.

Later that day, Mike was going to come by and pick me up for the movies.
I was lucky I could get a baby sitter for Ann. I wasn't ready for her to meet Mike.
Not until I felt safe with him.

KNOCK KNOCK!

When mike's heavy fist started pounding on the door, I panicked. I wasn't anywhere near
ready!
"Uh-uh-umm come in! It's open! Give me one more minute"

When I finally walked out towards the front, I had never been more nervous about a guy's reaction in my life.
♠ ♠ ♠
THIS is for Pedro my little Mexican wannabe.
She inspired me to carry the story out on my own, since Bianca has disappeared.
and this is just a filler to elt you know whats up.
there will be more.

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