Cabana Boys

“We really need to get together to plan our trip, ” my friend Cherise was saying.

“Yeah, yeah. We do. ” I pulled up to the intersection and hit the brake. “I’ve been saving for this one. Two weeks on that island. Just me and my girls. ”

Cherise laughed at my fake announcer’s voice. “I don’t think I’ve looked forward to anything so much in a long while. ”

“Is Tripp tripping?” I asked, snickering at the long-running joke we shared about her quick-to-jump-to-conclusions boyfriend.

“Nah. He’d better not anyway. Especially since he hasn’t been too long come back from his guys’ only trip. Shoot. It’s our turn now. Man, I’m getting excited. ”

I grinned though she couldn’t see me. “I am too. ”

“What does Billy say about it?”

I shrugged as I turned onto the street where the apartment complex where I lived with my fiancé Billy was. “What can he say? I already bought my plane ticket. ”

She chuckled. “I hear ya. Listen, my client is here. I’ll talk to you later. ”

“Okay. I got off early today. I think I’ll surprise Billy. Maybe we can go out tonight. I’m tired. ”

“Oooo, nasty. Well, go get him girl. Call me later. ”

“Okay. Bye. ”

I gathered my messenger bag with my computer and work that I was supposed to work on this evening. I’d do it later. First, I wanted to unwind and spend a little time with Billy. We’d both been so busy lately that we barely seen each other this week. I missed him.

As I walked up the sidewalk towards the steps that led to my second floor apartment, I passed a woman about my age who was …