Thursday, September 29, 2011

The Kyla Chronicles - Empire State of Mind


It had been a few weeks since my trip to Vegas and I was falling back into my daily routine. I was getting adjusted to the single life and it seemed to be doing me well. I thought about Tristan less and less, and I felt myself healing. I'd been on a few dates, but none worth remembering. They were really just excuses for me to get dressed up and enjoy a night out in the city. It is New York City after all. A girl can never get enough getting fly and getting out. Tonight was no different.

A publicist that had done work for the magazine, was having a launch party for a new firm at the Empire Hotel. I'd dressed for the occasion in a hot pink Just Cavalli dress and a pair of purple suede shooties by Brian Atwood. My hair was parted down the middle and my eighteen inches of Remi were flowing silkily behind me.When you're an editor at one of the top magazines in the country, looking your best is a must at all times, and this party was no exception.

When I stepped out of the elevator onto the rooftop, smelled the fall air and took in the view of midtown Manhattan, I was once again reminded of how lucky I was. I didn't have it all, but I had a lot, and that was something to be thankful for. In a mood to celebrate, and not seeing a reason to wait, I headed straight for the bar.

"A Ciroc Bay Breeze please?"

As I waited for the bartender to mix my drink, I surveyed the room and noticed a lot of movers and shakers. One thing about publicists is that they know people from all walks of life. In my once over of the room, I'd noticed a Yankee player, a few castoffs from America's Next Top Model (those girls always find their way into a party somehow or another), a few rappers and B-list pop stars, and some Wall Street cads who could always be found at these types of parties. If not for them, who would the ANTM girls get to make them feel like Naomi and Tyra.

I picked up my drink, and headed to find the host, when I felt fingers close around my arm. I turned around to see Cash looking down on me looking as fine as ever. I'd seen a few hedge fund types in the room, I just hadn't expected to see mine.


"So this is how I have to catch up to you? At some shi shi, fu fu party."

Stunned to see him and taken aback by all his gorgeousness, clad in an equally impressive Tom Ford suit, I took a sip of my drink and shrugged. It was the best I could come up with in the moment, and after that surprise I needed a drink.

"Why haven't you returned any of my calls?"

"To be honest with you, I don't really have a answer that you'll want to hear."

"Try me."

"Let's just say, I had a few loose ends to tie up and that's where my focus has been these last few weeks."

"That I can understand, but would it really have been so hard to pick up the phone and just tell me that? I just wanted to know that you were alright. After a while I started to feel like I was bugging you, so I fell back." He looked me up and down, "But now I can see you're much better than alright.""

I blushed. "Cash, honestly, I appreciated the way you were there for me more than you'll ever know. You were exactly what I needed when I needed it, and for that I'll be forever grateful."

"If that's how you treat the people you're grateful to, I'd hate to see the way you treat everybody else."

"C'mon ,Cash. You know it's not like that. It's just that because you were so good to me, I wanted to be the same for you. And with all of the drama in my life, I figured I'd just wait until I could do that before I gave you a call."

"So you just knew I'd wait on your call, huh?"

"Not at all. And honestly, I didn't expect you to. I just know that you're a quality dude and since I wasn't at my best, I decided to fall back until I was."

"And at your best you are."

I smiled. "Thank you. So are we still friends? Bygones?"

"Friends? Always. Bygones? You just got some making up to do and you can start now by buying me a drink."

"You ain't said nothing but a word."

After that first drink, Cash and I spent the night catching up and getting to know each other. We talked about everything from traveling, the places we'd been and the places we wanted to go, to fantasies of what we'd be doing had we not chosen the paths we had. He was funny and engaging and I was becoming more enamored with him by the minute. Those dates I'd gone on had given me an appreciation of what a good time really felt like. And I didn't want it to end.

After making my rounds through the party, greeting who I needed to, it was time to make my exit. Staying at a party for too long in New York was not a good look, and I wanted some more face time with my knight in shining armor. Alone. I realized that I was holding Cash to a standard that not even he could measure up to, but he had given me no reason to think otherwise, and for right now I was just enjoying being in his presence.

When we walked out of the hotel, he led me to a Porsche Panamera that was parked directly outside of the hotel. He escorted me around to the passenger side, and opened the door for me.

"How did you park your car right in front of the hotel and it not get towed?"

"It helps to know people."

Noticing this was a different car than the Maserati he'd been in when we'd first met I remarked,

"Got an affinity for luxury cars I see."

"You picked up on that huh?"

He started the engine, nodded a goodbye to the dude working the door, and peeled off. We headed to the Henry Hudson highway. Cash asked if I was up for a ride and I took up him on his offer. We took a ride up to Nyack and conversed the whole way, Trey Songz Ready album our soundtrack, at my request of course. We finished the night off by stopping at a little spot in Greenpoint, that serves Lobster Rolls until two in the morning.

We pulled up to my house bellies full and cheeks hurting from smiling the whole night.

"So do I have to bump into you to see you again? As that seems to be the only way I can get some of your time?"

"I see you not gon' give me a break on that for a while, but I'ma let you live 'cause I know how it looked. But let's just look at this as a fresh start. Deal?"

"Deal. But just to be on the safe side, let's schedule our next meeting. I'm done leaving things to chance with you."

To be continued...

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