Constant Surprises (Wrong Numbers Series)

by Bergman, Jamallah

  Lord, she hadn’t changed a bit, Amie thought. Still the same shit starter Susan who thought she could get over on Amie. Times had changed and she couldn’t wait to bring it up in her smart ass face. Amie glanced at Sandy who was rolling her eyes and sighing loudly.

  “Really? That’s interesting, because I went over to his place last night, too, with an entire dinner and dessert. We spent the whole night, eating dinner, laughing and reconnecting. Are you sure you slept with him last night? When I left him, he was out of it completely,” Amie said.

  Susan’s face screwed up with fury. Sandy put a hand over her mouth, slightly stifling a laugh. Amie remained calm as she continued, “Listen, I know what the fuck you are trying to do. Trying to one up me because you think I still care and love Roy. We are both grown ass women and I stopped playing childish ass mind games years ago. But if you want to do that to me this week, I am so game for it. While you may think you can try to one up me, I’m sorry, sweetheart, there is no way I will ever let your sorry white trash ass get to me―ever. I suggest you stop or you’ll find yourself face first in the tomato cart over there.” Her face was cold and callus.

  “See you later, Sandy,” said Susan.

  She walked away quickly leaving Sandy in awe at her friend’s tenacity and strong willingness to stand up for herself. Putting her hand up for a high five, Amie smiled and gave one back to her. They both laughed and hugged each other. “Come on, help me find a good onion,” Amie said while they walked through the crowd of people.

  After Amie dropped Sandy at home, she decided to pay Mrs. Fulton a surprise visit.

  “Amie Brown, get your butt in here young lady,” Agnes said with a smile. She gave Amie a huge hug as soon as she stepped through the door. “You look amazing! Come in, I was just about to make some lemonade.” Both ladies walked to the kitchen. Agnes got another glass while Amie sat down on the stool. “How’s the café doing?”

  “Great, really great, it’s been a nonstop party every day. I’m glad to have this break. I’m just hoping they are holding down the fort while I’m gone.” Amie smiled as Agnes handed her a glass.

  “Let’s go on the deck out back. Please bring that plate of cookies with you.” Amie followed her to the deck and set the plate of cookies down on the table. She sat down taking a cookie. She bit into it and smiled. “You baked your famous Oatmeal Raisin Walnut cookies. I so missed these.”

  “Haven’t you ever tried to make them yourself?”

  “Yeah, I have but they never ever turn out the way you make them. There is no comparison, yours are the best I’ve ever had.” Amie said taking another bite.

  Agnes took a sip of ice tea. “So what brings you here to see me, darling?”

  “I thought I’d just stop by and say hello, I’ve missed talking with you. Miss the ranch.” Looking out over the fields where some of the cattle were grazing, Amie took a sip of lemonade. The two women sat in peaceful silence. The silence was quickly interrupted by her phone ringing. When she looked at the caller ID, she was not too pleased.

  “Will you excuse me for a moment?” asked Amie, walking off the deck and around the corner so Agnes wouldn’t be in ear shot of her conversation. “What is it?”

  “I’m sorry, Mistress, to be calling now but I needed to know when you will be available again. I need to redo the schedule and such.”

  “I am away on vacation for pleasure right now for the rest of this week, so it will be next week sometime unless I call to let you know. How have you been?”

  “Doing just fine, Mistress, you sound chipper this evening. You must have found someone.”

  He knew her like a book, way too well, she sometimes thought. He was her assistant in all things she needed done. “Actually, I have darling, I have found someone to play with,” Amie said thinking about Roy.

  * * * *

  Roy and Steven were up with the sun feeding and watering the livestock. Then they went out to the fields to see how the crops were doing. Steven and their father planted them while Roy was in Chicago, so now they were checking to make sure insects and weeds were kept at bay. They also got his cows branded. After they had finished the late afternoon round of feeding, Roy brought out some Gatorade. Handing his brother a bottle they both sat down on the porch, taking big gulps. Both were exhausted. “We sure did get a lot of work done today didn’t we?” asked Steven.

  “That we did. I appreciate you helping me out with today. Lord, knows I couldn’t have done all this myself in one day. I plan to hire more guys to work the fields and help with the horses once things are squared away.”

  “Have you talked to Amie at all today?”

  “Nope, but she’ll be here for dinner tonight. We’ll talk because I want to know what the hell happened last night.” Roy yawned and scratched his head. “That is, if I don’t fall asleep first.”

  “Well don’t fall asleep, dude, wake your ass up because you have a seriously gorgeous woman bringing you dinner tonight,” Steven said taking another gulp of Gatorade.

  “Gorgeous woman? What do you mean by that?” Roy asked with a smirk.

  “I had already told Sandy this before, if you didn’t have a crush on Amie since grade school, I would have asked her out myself. But I am with Sandy and I’m happy. If you don’t get with Amie now, someone else is going to snatch that fine woman off the market.”

  “Can you do me a favor?” asked Roy.

  He went into his pocket pulling out his keys. Slowly he started taking off the key to his house handing it to him. “Can you go by Amie’s and give that to her. Tell her whenever she’s ready to come over for dinner she can. I think once I take me a shower I’m going to take a nap. She can just come on in and start on dinner while I’m asleep.”

  “Will do, see you later,” Steven said with a pat on his brother’s back. He walked to his truck and headed on up the road.

  Roy just sat back on the steps for a moment before deciding to go inside. He was completely exhausted and knew a long hot shower was in order.

  * * * *

  Amie was in the middle of seasoning the fish and putting them in a plastic bag for when she got to Roy’s. She made all the sides for the tacos, including guacamole, Baja cream, and tomatillo salsa Verde. Plus extras like lemonade as well as the lime sorbet for dessert. She made extra of everything for her parents.

  “I just have to fry the fish up, right?” Abby asked.

  “Either way, some prefer not to fry it for a lighter dish. But yes, you can just fry it up and put it in the tacos like you would beef and add the toppings. I’d try the Baja cream, it’s so delish.” Amie smiled, then headed upstairs to take a shower and change. But before she placed a foot on the first step, she heard the doorbell ring. Turning around to the door, she opened it and found Steven.

  “Hello there, young lady, is your father home?” he asked jokingly. “I’m sorry my daddy isn’t home, sir,” Amie said playfully with a smirk.

  “Well, a pretty young lady such as yourself shouldn’t be home alone like this, you know, some crazy psychopath could come and get you while you’re home alone.” They both erupted in laughter.

  Amie hugged him. “You are insane, sir.”

  “Oh I couldn’t help it. Something smells good.”

  “Well, I was getting things ready for my dinner with Roy, and of course, I made extra for Mom and Dad…fish tacos.”

  “Oh speaking of Roy, here is his key.” Going into his pocket, he handed her the key. “He wanted me to tell you that you can come right on in because he was tired after all the work we did. That way you can cook and wake him up proper,” Steven said and winked at her.

  Amie laughed at his antics. “Thanks. I appreciate you coming over. By the way,” she stepped closer to him and whispered, “Sandy has a surprise for you tonight.”

  “Goodnight, you little minx you.”

  “Goodnight, psychopath.” She closed the door still laughing and went to get ready.

  * * * *

  Amie pulled drove al
ong the familiar dirt road and slowly up to Roy’s house, some of the lights were on. She got out and used the key to open the door. It was very quiet. He must be still asleep, she thought as she went into the kitchen and began to put things in the fridge. She found the skillet and set the table for dinner. Amie then decided to go into his room. She slipped off her shoes then quietly tip-toed to the bedroom. She smiled when she saw him in his bed.

  He was lying on his side, wrapped up in an old patchwork quilt. She thought he was the cutest thing she had seen in a long time. Walking over to the bed, she gently sat down on the edge. He stirred as she looked upon his sweet sleeping face. Her fingers ran softly along the bridge of his nose down towards his soft lips, so full and too tempting for her to not want to kiss them. Amie wanted to kiss those lips of his again. Tonight she would. Some of his hair fell over his closed eyes, and she lightly ran her fingers to move it from his forehead. He rolled on his back clutching the quilt. He smiled, sighing like he was content being underneath the quilt.

  She bent over him and ever so softly kissed his forehead, smelling the soap he had washed with earlier. Gently kissing the tip of his nose, Amie watched his sleeping face for some reaction, but got none. She kissed one cheek softly then the other. He started to murmur, “Thank you, Susan.”

  She barely had time to be annoyed before his eyes flew open and he grabbed her around the waist. Tossing her over on her back, he chuckled. “Gotcha girl!” he said.

  “You dog! You knew I was here the entire time.” Amie giggled feeling his scruffy cheek up against her own.

  “You’re wearing Vanilla Fields.”

  He held her closely, inhaling her scent with a moan. “Have you started on dinner yet?”

  “No, I was about to, but I came in here to see about you.”

  “Mmm good, we don’t have to start just yet, darling. I want to hold you just like this. I want to talk with you about last night, young lady.” He smacked her on her ass. “That’s for leaving me hanging like you did the other night. What in the world was that you did to me? I’ve never felt anything so powerful like that before in my life,” Roy said, looking her in the eyes.

  “You liked that, huh?” Amie smiled licking her lower lip.

  “Hell yeah I did. It took me forever to get off the couch, but damn, it was intense.”

  “I heard you shared it with Steven and Sandy. I know your brother will end up getting a surprise tonight.”

  “Well, I hope they enjoy themselves. Damn you’ve changed so much,” Roy said, staring into her eyes with such intensity it made her uneasy.

  Amie came back with a witty comment. “Let’s just say that while I was away, I learned a thing or two on how to please a man.”

  She rubbed her cheek once more against his, relishing his warm breath against her neck. His lips tickled her neck with soft kisses making her pussy start to drip. God, why was she reacting so strongly to him?

  I’ve got to remain in control; I’ve got to remain in control. She repeated over and over in her head, yet her body couldn’t help but succumb to how wonderful he was making her feel. “I’ve wanted to have you just like this for as long as I can remember…lying in bed holding me like this,” Amie said.

  His lips touched her earlobe, a place on her body that was forbidden by others to touch, yet she didn’t stop him as he nibbled on her soft lobe.

  “We are here, right now, making it happen. I’ve so wanted to do this with you, Amie.” He kissed her cheek and then back to her ear once more― his tongue lightly running along her ear. His lips sucked and nibbled lightly on her lobe. With eyes closed, her head tilted closer to him and her breathing became unsteady and hard. Her panties were soaked with desire.

  His arm held her in place while he gently nibbled at her ear. Grabbing her breast, he squeezed her nipple. She let out a sigh.

  * * * *

  He growled. “I think I hit your spot, baby, damn! You sound so sexy when you sigh like that. I wonder how you’ll sound when you cum for me tonight.”

  His hands found their way underneath her blouse, running up her stomach. Fingers pulled down the cup of her bra so he could actually feel the soft skin of her breast. Her nipple was hard to the touch. Roy was getting so hard his cock could slice through diamonds. He loved listening to her sighing and ragged breathing. He wanted to hear her moan in pure ecstasy. Mostly he wanted to love her like he knew she needed.

  “Let’s make love, Amie, right now. I want to make love to you so bad, Amie darling.”

  Amie’s eyes shot open and quickly she sat up. Sensing something was wrong, Roy sat up along with her. “Darling, are you all right?”

  Taking her face in his hands, he watched her eyes as they darted around him. They looked like they were avoiding his gaze completely. After a minute or two, the panic seemed to wash away from her face. “There’s my girl, did you get scared or something, darling?”

  He watched her smile, holding softly onto his hand on her cheek. He didn’t know what could have made her panic the way she did.

  “I’m sorry for scaring you, Roy. Just lay here and hold me like you did earlier, please darling, just hold me,” Amie whispered. She lightly kissed his cheek, nuzzling him as his arms grabbed around her waist once more. “I’ve so waited to have you do this with me, Roy, you don’t know how many nights I use to dream…” Amie paused. “When I was alone in bed, I use to think of you doing what you just did, and I use to play with myself in my room. I always thought about you.”

  “I use to do the same thing, always making love to you in so many ways,” Roy said. “Amie, can I ask you a question?”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Why did you stop writing me after your second year at school? I kept writing and writing you. But you never wrote me back. I thought that maybe you didn’t want to talk with me anymore or maybe it was something I said to you in a letter,” Roy said.

  “A lot happened while I was away in France. I was changing in so many ways from the shy, timid girl who was an outcast in this town to someone who’s much stronger now. It wasn’t about you, baby, it was all about me discovering myself.”

  “Tell me what happened, I really want to know that it wasn’t something I did to you.”

  “Tomorrow, we can talk all about it. Tomorrow, I promise, but you have to promise me one thing, Roy.”

  “Anything.”

  “Don’t judge me when you hear all I have to tell because, honestly, there’s a lot that you might find odd as well as offensive. Hell, I don’t know how you might react to it. Holy shit, I forgot about dinner!” Amie exclaimed getting out of the bed. Roy grabbed her arm before she could get completely out.

  “Don’t worry about dinner, sweetheart, I’m not hungry. Why don’t you come back to bed with me and we can go to sleep?”

  “Let me make sure I put everything in the fridge, we can have it for dinner tomorrow instead.” She hoped he truly meant what he said to her.

  Chapter Six

  Roy had cradled her in his arms after she had come back from the kitchen. He had awakened first and was lying still and quiet so she could sleep. God, she was so beautiful, he thought. Her leg wrapped around his own while her arm circled around his waist. Her head rested on his chest with her full pouting lips slightly open as she slept. Roy would have given anything to taste those lips of hers. But he decided to make a mental picture of how beautiful she looked in the morning with the sun’s rays shining through the blinds giving her skin a golden glow.

  Roy watched her stir in her sleep, stretching her neck she yawned and licked her luscious lips. Slowly her eyes looked up into his. Smiling she said, “Good morning, Koishii”

  “Koishii, what does that mean, sweetheart?”

  “It means darling in Japanese.”

  “I want you to call me that from now on. That will be your special word for me.” Roy smiled as his fingers trailed along her face.

  “Are you hungry?”

  Nodding, he got up and stretched. She was just about
to get out of bed when he stopped her and said, “No, I’ll cook breakfast for you this morning, so you get back into bed.”

  He kissed her forehead, grabbed his shirt, and walked into the kitchen. Amie soon heard the clanking of pots and pans.

  “Don’t hurt yourself in there, Roy.” Amie giggled when she heard him laughing from the kitchen.

  After an hour or so of clanging pots and running water, Roy walked into the bedroom with a plate and a glass of orange juice. “Here you go, darling, scrambled eggs, toast, fruit, sausage patties, and of course some trusty orange juice.”

  Handing her the plate and glass of juice, he walked back down the hall and came back with his own plate and juice. They ate in silence until Amie said, “I swear, Roy, you make the best scrambled eggs I’ve ever tasted.”

  “Oh really, well that’s a compliment I think I’ll treasure since it’s coming from a fancy chef such as you.” Reaching over he kissed her lips and nuzzled her nose. “So what are your plans for today, darling?”

  “Nothing really, since we are going to eat last night’s dinner tonight, I won’t have to prep dinner for tonight. Looks like I’m free for the rest of the day,” Amie said biting into her piece of toast.

  “Good, spend the rest of the day with me, as a matter of fact, stay here for the rest of the week with me. It would be perfect that way you won’t have to keep going back and forth from home. You can just stay here with me.” Roy smiled.

  “Hmmm, okay. I’ll go get my things and bring them back here, but I think we have to have that talk I told you about.”

  Roy nodded looking at her nearly empty plate and asked, “Done?”

  He took the plate from her lap and went back into the kitchen. She heard him washing the dishes. Once done, he came back and sat down on the bed. “Darling, I am here with open ears and an open mind to whatever you have to tell.”