The Do Over

I ran back to my car, feeling like a new man. Madison's advice was brilliant. I needed to clean up my act, which I was doing. I had to be my dashing and dynamic self, not the depressed, desperate guy I'd been spiraling into. I needed to be the confident man Daniela first fell in love with. I needed to pull out what always worked, which was my charm. I was in sales for crying out loud. I had this in the bag.

I knew Daniela couldn't resist. Honestly, when she'd told me she had a boyfriend and that she was happy, I thought I was going to lose it, but I'd kept it together. She'd also laughed and called me out when I'd said I was going to feed the homeless. That was the truth though, and it'd hurt a little, just a tiny bit, that she'd actually doubted that I would do something selfless. Again, it was a stroke of brilliance by Madison. I'd left Daniela on a positive note.

I got in my car and grabbed the towel on the passenger seat, wiping away the sweat Daniela had been eyeing. I felt the same high I did when I would close a big sale. I called Madison, needing to bask in the glory.

"Hello," she answered, breathing heavily.

"Maddy, am I interrupting something?" I asked with a light laugh.

"Uh…yeah…oh…yeah…uh…you are…" She moaned. "I'm a…little busy…right now."

I pulled out on Collins Avenue. "I'm actually pretty flattered that you would answer my call while you're having sex."

She panted, "Be flattered…if I stopped…but this feels too good…to do that."

"Well, I was calling to invite you to an early lunch to celebrate your brilliance, but I see you're otherwise entertained."

I was disappointed that I wouldn't be able to share my victory with her. It was the least I could do. She'd put up with me for what probably felt like a very long week.

"Give me an hour." She moaned again, this time, loudly.

It sounded like she was getting close.

"Babe, you know I could help you out there?" I smirked. She's so easy to tease.

"Rick…f*ck…oh my god…this feels so…f*cking good." She groaned. "Two hours…okay?"

"Maddy, you're f*cking hot. I love the way you say my name in the heat of passion," I added with a laugh. "See you in two hours."

F*ck. My dick was rock hard. I needed to get laid in a bad way.