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Margaritatini. Summer doesn’t get any better than that.
    I was getting tired, though, and the noise
of out-of-control kids made me think I was back in school. After
about four hours of hanging out, I listened to some local poets
read their work and then I got out of there. I walked through the
main gate, and headed back to my car, which was parked about five
blocks away. During my hike to the car, I heard someone call to me
from behind.
    “Monica!” I knew it was Sean. I could
recognize that sexy voice anywhere. I pretended not to hear him so
I could have the satisfaction of hearing him say my name again.
    “Monica!” He called my name again, this time
louder than before. Before turning around, I wiped the grin off of
my face.
    “Hey. What’s up?” I had no idea what he
wanted with me, but I guess I was about to find out.
    “I have a proposition for you,” he said,
like we were having an impromptu business meeting right there in
the parking lot.
    “Oh yeah? What’s that?”
    “You like my boy, right?”
    Now how is he going to ask me a dumb
question like that right in front of Roman? I thought my adoration
of Roman was obvious. “Ah, yeah. He is…I mean, he was one of my favorite students,” I said, rubbing my hand across
Roman’s head.
    “Well, I need a sitter for the summer and you need a
summer job while school is out, right?”
    “I wasn’t planning on working this summer. I have
enough to get by.”
    “Well, Roman is already crazy about you, so I
thought I’d ask if you wanted to watch him over the summer for me.
I’ll pay you thirty dollars an hour for ten hours a day, even on
weekends. What do you say?”
    Thirty dollars an hour? That caught my
attention, and I cleared my throat.
    “Ah…hmm, I don’t know. I’ll have to think about
it.”
    “Pwease, Ms. Smith. I don’t want another
babysitter,” Roman said, as he pounced up and down, similar to the
movements of a child that had to pee really, really bad.
    “Hold on, lil’ man. Let her think about it. Listen,
Monica, I don’t want to hold you up, so think about it and give me
a call. You know the number, right?”
    I smiled. I don’t know what it was about
cocky men that drew me in, but I liked
    the attitude. There’s nothing sexier than a
confident man that knows he got it like that.
    “Yes, I know the number.”
    “Alright. Hopefully I’ll hear from you a
little later on today.”
    “Okay.” I waved to Roman and walked to my
car. As soon as I got in, started it up, and turned the radio down,
I called Keisha.
    “Girrrl, you won’t believe what just
happened to me,” I said as soon as she picked up, not giving her
any time to say hello.
    “What? What’s going down? Are you okay?” she
asked with concern.
    “Nothing bad. Calm down. Are you calm?”
    “Yes.”
    “Okay…I was just calling to tell you that I
went to Summerfest today and you won’t believe who I ran into.”
    “Wait a minute. You went to Summerfest
without me?”
    “Keisha, I told you I was going, but you
said you had plans with Daryl already.”
    Keisha was too young to be dealing with
memory loss, so I’m guessing she thought I wasn’t going to go to
Summerfest since she wasn’t coming with me. She ought to have known
better than that.
    “Anyway, guess who I ran into?”
    “Who?”
    “Roman Beauvais and his father.”
    “Oh. That must have been interesting.”
    “Yeah, it was. Sean offered me a job…talking
about babysitting Roman over the summer.”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Yep.”
    “How is he going to take his son out of your
class, then turn around and offer you a job? Girl, that dude got
some issues.”
    “He said he would pay me thirty dollars an
hour for ten hours every day of the week, even on weekends.”
    “Thirty dollars an hour!”
    “Yep.”
    “So are you going to do it?”
    “I don’t know. I mean thirty dollars an hour
sounds really good for a summer job as easy as babysitting. And
Roman is not the problem. My only