If Romeo was in charge of Angel, and of Amber, then Amber surely knew Angel. Josh knew that he had to talk to Amber as soon as she was finished in the living room. He had to find out where she was and he was going drag her ass out of Baltimore if it killed him. Thinking quickly, he picked up his cell phone from the microwave and went into one of the far bedrooms and flipped it open. The bluish light was bright in the dark room as he scrolled through the address book for a number. He glanced at his watch and even though it was going on midnight, he knew Brian would still be up. He hit send and the call was connected. After several rings, Brian picked up. “Hello?” “Brain, man, you awake?” Josh asked as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Hey Josh. What’s up?” “Listen, I’m in Baltimore with Max and some friends.” “Ah, right, right. Bachelor party.” “Yeah, listen man, I need some help.” “Help? With what? Run outta ones?” Brian laughed on the other end of the phone. “No dumb ass, I saw. Her head lifted and she gasped. The textbook in her lap closed, slipped between her knees and tumbled to the floor. She went to rise, then losing control of her legs, she slouched down in the sofa. Her short pleated skirt rode up her thighs and I could see her white panties. She fluttered her hands and her head whipped back.I rose and sat the device on the coffee table so it stayed focused on her. I sat down next to her.“Regina you OK?” I asked with mock concern.She took several deep breaths: “I don’t know ... what’s going on...” she blurted.I reached out to lightly touch her knee, the skin quivered under my fingers and her leg broke out in goosebumps. She grabbed my hand and clutched it.“I think ... I think I am having a seizure” she hissed looking at me with panicked eyes. Her body spasmodically arched up against me. I felt her thick hair against the side of my face and smelled her fragrance. She was giving off a radiant heat. She raised her head toward me to say something and.
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