“Just so you know, I’m not wearing any underwear.”
I notice the cab driver’s eyes flit towards my girlfriend in his rearview mirror. He sees me catching his gaze and offers a smirk before going back to concentrating on the road. I thought Rena saw it too but she didn’t. Or maybe she didn’t care.
“Uh. What?”
“You heard me.”
I had indeed. It was hard to ignore anything Rena said or did. We’d only been dating a month or so but I was in love with her and she completely captivated me. I’ve mentioned her in previous posts but those descriptions don’t do her justice. Tall, blonde, with a “fuck you” attitude and “fuck me” eyes, Rena was way out of my league. It would be a year till we both realized that. Our relationship was a runaway train careening towards a fiery end. But at that point, I couldn’t see it. From the front of the train, it just looks like a fun ride.
Back in the cab, I start blinking furiously.
“Really?” I sputter.
“Yes,” she whispers back.
“Prove it.”