"I think I should apologize to him," Rachel shyly remarked.
"I told you it's cool I'll handle this. But thanks honey."
It took a while, as always, until Carlos answered his phone, but eventually he did.
"Yo Brian wassup, dude?"
"Hey man. I wanted to talk to you about last week."
"Don't worry man it's cool. I went out myself and met a hot chick I took home. Damn bro you should've seen her she had an ass like you wouldn't believe it was of the hook." That's Carlos like I know him. Never the modest type and an ass man for sure.
"Can we meet up later?"
"Sure dude sounds good. Puzzles in an hour?"
"You know it."
I should probably let you know what the puzzles is. It's a nice bar we went to for years. You could almost call it our base of operations. It was a place we always met at and had a great time. It had a nice ambiance, awesome people and the drinks were cheap. I got dressed and asked Rachel if she would join me.
"Sure I'll join you Brian. I need some fresh air anyways."
I put on my black jeans, a white shirt and my blue hoodie. Rachel surprisingly didn't take long either. I shouldn't be surprised, though. She wasn't like the girls I used to know. She didn't need hours for her outfit or make-up. She knew what looked good on her. She decided to go out in her tight red jeans, a black top and her Monster Energy hoodie. just a casual outfit but it was amazing on her. In the bar we were waiting for Carlos when Rach started to get nervous.
"What's Carlos actually like, Brian? And what does he look like?"
"Trust me, babe you will recognize him when you see him."
It didn't take long until he arrived. Carlos, as the name probably implies, is a Mexican from San Diego, CA. He was 6'2" tall and very slender with a nice tan. He wore brown pants and a white muscle shirt with some chest hair showing. To top it off he wore a trucker cap with his black locks showing underneath. As I expected he didn't make a big effort to get done as he thought it would just be the two of us.
"Hey Brian How you doin' man? Haven't seen you in a while I missed you, skaterboy."
"Well, I was pretty busy the last couple of weeks. I moved into my new place and met someone special."
"I noticed man. Who's this pretty lady you got with you? She's smokin'."
I wanted to introduce them to each other but Rachel already reached out her hand.
"I'm Rachel, nice to meet you. I'm Brian's Roommate and Girlfriend." Carlos was very surprised I could tell. I'd have some explaining to do.
"Girlfriend? I thought you were single, Brian. How long have you been datin', dude?"
"Well, it's been going on for a while but it's only official since last week."
"I see now it makes sense. You two didn't answer because you were havin' some fun. That's my man."
Rachel got up to get us some drinks. we both took a beer and a tequila for Carlos.
"You gotta tell me where I get one of those." Carlos commented with his distinct smile.
"If I know how I'll let you know." I was thinking about telling Carlos about Rachel's secret. He was my best friend after all. He grew up having to deal with a lot of racial prejudice and racism so I was sure he wasn't gonna judge her.
"Rachel is a very special girl, you know?"
"I got eyes you know, dude? She's a fine girl and seems really cool to chill with."
"That's not what I meant though. She's different than other girls. She's got a dick."
"C'mon bro don't be messin' with me. You are kidding, right?" Every other time I might have actually been but Carlos noticed I wasn't joking.
"Damn, man I let you alone for once and now you surprise me like this. What is it? Got tired of pussy?" Every other guy I would've punched now but this was just Carlos being himself.
"I didn't notice it at first and once I did I wasn't put off by it. In fact, I was curious and it turned me on."
"So, you did bang her already, right? How was it?"
"Best sex I've ever had."
"Alright man maybe I gotta get me a girl like her aswell who knows. It's not like you ever disappointed me. You know I'm on your side.If you think it's cool then that's all that counts."
It was a big relief to know my best friend accepted Rachel. He's always been more than my best friend he was more like a brother to me. After a while Rachel returned with our drinks but she wasn't alone. Next to her was a tall, brunette woman. She was stunning she must have been around 5'10" with long, curvy legs and curves in just the right places. The way Carlos stared at her I knew he was interested. I could tell. A lot of people would say, 'Oh Carlos takes everything that has tits,' but as his best friend I knew better. I knew he had clear standards a girl had to meet. Those include long legs, a fine ass and if she's a brunette then even better.
"Hey guys I want you to meet Lindsay." Rachel suddenly said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "I know her since our high school days and couldn't believe it when I saw her standing at the bar. Do you mind if she sits with us?"
"Absolutely not sit down and make yourself comfortable, mamacita." Carlos said with his typical Latino flair.
"Thanks guys. I like your accent by the way. I have a thing for Hispanics." Lindsey answered, trying not to blush.
"Well, seems you two are getting along just fine.