Save the Date (Modern Arrangements)

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    Climbing onto the couch with my cookies,
a large glass of milk and the television remote, I tried to ignore the large
envelope I'd thrown on the coffee table. The more I tried to ignore its presence,
the worse my curiosity ate away at me.
    "Damn it!" My curiosity won. I
opened the envelope and started reading over the papers.
    He wasn’t kidding when he said he would
take care of it all. He had more than enough money arranged to go into my
personal account to cover my father’s expenses and to pay off the house. Then,
there were the terms of college. The amount that he had allotted was more than
enough to cover the remainder of college that I needed.
    I threw the papers back down and took a
large bite of a cookie. Chewing on the cookie, I reached over and picked the
papers back up. Basically it was marriage and a child. In return I would get
money, security, a college fund and future assistance with the child.
    I can’t even remember the last thing I
was thinking before I fell asleep but it led to me waking up panicked from a
horrible dream. I had dreamt about having a little boy holding his arms up to
me, no matter how hard I tried to reach for him I couldn’t. I felt his little
fingers as he seemed to be pulled away from me and then he was in the arms of a
faceless man who was taking him away. It was horrible.
    I grabbed the papers from the coffee
table and threw them into the garbage can.
    "God damn him!" I shouted to
the garbage can. I went to my room to get ready for another night at the club.
    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
    The club was packed tonight and I didn’t
get a moment to think about anything other than work, which was great given my
current train of thought. As I finished shaking up a couple of drinks I noticed
a familiar face at the end of the bar. I poured the cocktails and placed them
in front of the group that had ordered them before heading down to the dark,
handsome man.
    "Hey you," I smiled and leaned
forward to kiss his cheek.
    "Hey," Demetri replied back.
    "Haven’t seen you for awhile?"
I smiled again. "What’s going on?"
    "I’ve been traveling for the past
few months, overseeing different projects."
     I nodded as I poured his whiskey and
placed it in front of him.
    "So…?"
    "So?" I teased.
    "Such a tease. What time do you get
off tonight?"
    "Not sure, how quickly can you make
that happen?" I winked and he swallowed a gulp of whiskey.
    "You never change do you?" He
smiled.
    "Would you want me to?" I
batted my eyes.
    "Never," he winked. "How
about you let me drive you home tonight?"
    I nodded and was just about to speak
when Celia interrupted.
    "Demetri, when did you get in town?
We haven’t seen you around here in forever." She leaned forward and kissed
his cheek.
    "I’ve been in Vegas overseeing a
project." He shrugged.
    "Vegas huh? I would love to go to
Vegas sometime." She smiled.
    "Excuse me." Celia rolled her
eyes and went to help the person yelling for a drink.
    "I’ll see you after two,
okay?" I said walking backwards to the other end of the bar.
    "See you then," he shouted
over the music.
    The rest of the night went slow, but it
was busy. I think it was the anticipation of seeing Demetri tonight. It had
been awhile and it was needed. The batteries could only do so much.
    At the end of the night, Celia stayed to
finish up and I headed out to look for Demetri. Once I was out of the club
doors I scanned the street for his black car. I caught sight of a familiar
silver car but, before I could think too much about it, Demetri’s black car
appeared at the curb in front of me. I climbed in. First stop his place.
    Demetri stopped at a twenty-four hour
diner with a huge neon open sign in the window. With sandwiches, soup and a
couple side dishes, we went to his place.  The building held multiple studio
apartments.  Demetri, of course, leased the largest on the top floor. 
    His place held minimal furniture; a
couch, coffee table and chair.  The light gray walls held a few modern
artworks.  The

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