Love Cats

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

June 1986

Beck

Beck wasn’t going to call her.

Well, of course he was. But isn’t there some kind of 48- or 72-hour limbo period before letting your fingers do the walking? First date protocol? He was burned a few times before and wanted to play it cool. He especially didn’t want to get burned by Valerie’s friend.

He nervously tapped his fingers on his knee listening to the fifth ring. f**k it, I’ll call back …

“Hello?”

“Hey. It’s Beck.”

Janey said nothing.

Beck felt the pause was nine months long going into full labor. He continued, “From last night … and this morning.”

“Hello Pretty Boy,” she said, trying to sound sexy and then feeling like an i***t she laughed, nervously. Then more silence.

Shit, now what? Is this what happens when the beer wears off? Beck thought and finally said, “I had fun last night.”

“Me too.”

Damn, she wasn’t making this easy on him. He cut to the chase. “There’s the Monkees Reunion Tour…”

“I know!” Janey said, excitedly. “Great Adventure … tonight!”

“Cool. I was just wondering if…?”

“Yes!”

On that hot summer night over 10,000 fans screamed for Davy Jones but Janey only had eyes for Beck. During “A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You” the couple’s eyes met. Janey smiled, shyly. Beck pulled her close and kissed her on top of her head. She snuggled into his arms and they continued enjoying the show together. The simplicity of that moment was when Beck fell in love with Janey.

His thoughts turned back to the night before at Xena. It all happened so fast. One look into her big brown eyes, Beck lost it and was completely infatuated. Even though he was cool, Beck was also shy and not the one to move things to the next level, but something about Janey’s genuine interest in what he had to say gave him the confidence to invite her to his place to continue yapping. Somewhere quiet where they could really hear each other.

Janey was hot as holy hell and Beck thought of her naked more than once, especially when he returned from the bathroom and noticed she found his box of Trojans. There they were lying on top of his night table, calling his name, waiting to be used. And she did absolutely nothing to hide the fact that she was going through his stuff.

She’s a snoop, he thought, but a gorgeous one.

Not only did Beck turn a blind eye to Janey’s snooping, but to the fact that she hated his beloved cat, Morticia. The red flags didn’t stop Beck from screwing Janey and falling hard for her. He thought to himself, After all, who’s faultless?