Caroline: When someone says “make me stay” in the most dramatic, love sick kind of way, most people think it sounds desperate, weak or needy. I for one think it sounds like all of the above! I’m not stupid and I sure as heck am not desperate. In fact, I’m the complete opposite of weak, I’ve lived my life with a steel trap around my heart and I don’t need anyone – especially a man. So how in the hell did a wannabe rock star get me to say those three words…make me stay?
Kane: One woman man? You’ve got to be joking. I was a rock god … in a bar… in a small town … eh, details. I was getting women like I was their gift from God. I was going to make it big; my band and I were going to bust out of small town USA and we were going to knock the panties off every woman in sight. So, when I caught some sexy groupie touching my baby… my beautiful guitar. Did I want to test those waters? Hell yes! But did I want to be a one woman man? Hell no! But after that all I knew was that I wanted to make her stay.
We had everything together. How could she leave all that behind…leave me?
I ran through the parking garage, after parking my truck in the first spot I saw. It might have been a handicapped spot. I wasn’t really sure and, right then, I didn’t give a fuck. I bought a ticket so I could get back to the gates. I was rounding the corner when I heard them announce the flight that I knew Kitty was getting on.
I got to the gate, scanning all over but it was nearly empty, the sign above the doorway that lead to the plane was flashing last call. I went to make my way down to the plane, but the ticket lady stopped me. When I looked down the walkway, there at the bottom was Caroline. The large woman still blocking my path, I called to her, “Caroline!”
“Sir, you can’t go down there without a proper ticket,” the pudgy woman said, taking another step forward to block me.