It has nothing to do with psychic ability. It’s just that for as mercurial and impulsive as she can be, Ashley has also become predictable. And I know her ringtone.

" I know, I know your running late Ash." I speak into the phone, without as much as a hello to preceed it.

"Wow, Spence that was pretty creepy" Is her reply.

"What can I say, I’m good like that"

She chuckles. There is a moment of silence and I can picture her so clearly. Who needs picture messaging? Certainly not Ashley and I.

"Hey" she says " Don’t worry i’ll be there by eight fully dressed and looking sexy."

"Where are you getting ready at?" I ask

"Hello, Spence, I still have a house, even if the living room is torn up." She tells me.

" Okay see you in a bit kay."

"Bye, Spence."

"Bye."

I hit the end call button on my phone, and place it back into my purse. I walk over to my closet and sigh. I begin going through my clothes trying to pick out an outfit that says…..how would Ashley say ; i’m sweet and innocent….but want to be bad. But since, i’ve been in Africa for the last five years, the pickings are slim and I settle for my baby blue satin tube top, with white floral embroidery, and a white pleated miniskirt. I slip on my pair of white, open-toed slingbacks, with four inch heels which were slightly uncomfortable, but super hot! After doing my hair in loose curls, and applying a little makeup, I finish off the look with a simple, silver, heart pendant necklace, and a matching bracelet. Not too shabby, I say glancing at my reflection in my full length mirror. I snap out of my self -admiration, when I hear my phone ringing.

" What took you so long." I say, knowing that it was Ashley on the other end.

"Don’t give me your shit, Carlin. I’m already outside. So hurry your butt up!" Her reply is immediate, and she quickly hangs up.

I walk over to my window and look out. Perfect….Just perfect. I see her leaned up against her Cayenne. She if wearing a black and white, satin and chiffon halter. It cuts off just above her belly button, giving a glimps of her toned abs. I swallow hard, before continuing my observance. She had on a black, free flowing skirt, that cut off just above the knee, and black three inch slingback sandals. Her gorgeous brown locks were up in a messy ponytail, a few strands loose and framing her face. As usual she wears, her favorite, silver ,double hooped teardrop earings, along with her silver bangle bracelets. There was only one way to discribe, how she looked tonight……diasarming.