“You think?” She stopped, blinked then passionately affirmed, “I’m toasted.” “Yep, mujer. You are.” He held her by the waist and walked her over so they could say good-bye to his mom. Maria and Bruno were sitting and laughing when they approached and his mother looked up, “Everything okay hijo?” “We’re leaving mama, buenos noche.” Selange chimed in, “Take care mama…bye mister hottie…take care of my second mom…alright now kids…have fun. I’m getting a tattoo…right here…” Maria looked disapprovingly at Alfonzo when Selange pointed between her legs. “Good night Selange and hijo I will call tomorrow to check on her.” “And I will call to make sure you get home safely mama,” he said while glaring at Bruno, “Adios.” He steered Selange toward the door and once she reached the brisk air she stopped to inhale as if oxygen deprived, “Aaaahhh, that’s nice.”
