" Shay tapped her foot and counted to herself."We'll see."Shay was waiting with her bag. Nice, but not flashy clothes. Still she wore her earrings. De...pite what she'd said to Kent previously, she treasured them as a symbol of a new stage in their relationship. Tested, but survived. Curtis opened the back door. Shay tossed in her bag then walked around to the front passenger door. At Curtis' confused look Shay waved at him,"I am not sitting in back all the way to North Carolina with you driving.. ”“That’s okay too. Once again, congratulations Brad.”“Thank you so much, Coach! You’ll never regret drafting me or Jake.” Brad’s face was aching from smiling so much.“I’m counting on it,” Frank said, returning to the hockey draft.“Enjoy the rest of your weekend Brad, because come Monday, your days are going to be very busy getting in shape for training camp,” Dan mentioned.“I’ll help him get in the best shape,” Abby smiled.“I bet you will if fucking is good for conditioning!” Dan teased. “Now. A person who could throw a punch, and hurt somebody and be OK with that. It made me want to fuck and eat a cheeseburger in no particular order. Anyway since then Ethan has been looking a little.. I dunno man-boy to me. The shit I used to think was confidence now seems like lazyness, his bravado seems like dim-wittedness. I know he hasnt changed. Its the same him, the same shit, but Im different now. It feels dissonant, frightening. Like I thought I knew what I wanted, and it wore a leather. Tra'mon casually "hopped" into here convertible and they sped off into the night."Geezuz, another white woman?" I asked myself."The other woman he was with just left a minute before!" I said to myself, shocked.I stood there wondering if the first white woman even knew, or if she did if she even cared so long as she got what she desired. Did she know that the black man she was seeing was also fucking other white woman, seemingly for the night? At the time, I wished that I had not seen this.