She held the dress up to her body and sighed as she looked at her reflection in the dressing room mirror. The dress was dark blue, silk. It looked as if it would accentuate her cleavage perfectly and clutch her figure in the most flattering of all ways. The color was one that she hardly ever wore, but Jack once told her that he made her skin glow.
"What would you buy that for? Hot date?" Jack giggled and pulled the sides of the dress around her waist to get a better idea of how it would look. "Are you getting things for when Stan comes home next month?" She scoffed and began putting the dress back on the hanger.
"Yeah right, honey. Maybe I just feel like buying something pretty."
"Oh, buy me something pretty too. We could go somewhere really fancy for dinner sometime this week."
"Maybe Will and Grace would want to come too." She held another dress up to her body, but hated the color yellow, so she quickly put it back on the hanger. She was half-heartedly conversing, not really mentally there with him. She couldn't stop thinking about her day and night with Will. He even stayed until morning, and that fact made her feel wanted, cared for. Sure, Rosario had an awful time cleaning up strawberry juice from the white carpet, but she felt exhilarated.
"Karen, wake up." Jack shook her shoulders, and she jumped back to reality. "Thinking about your lover?"
"What? Why do you say that?" Her heart began to beat quickly and her eyes grew wide, but Jack only held his hand up in question.
"Woah, I was joking."
"Oh."
"You have a lover?"
"No."
"Then why did you…"
"I was joking too, honey."
"No you weren't."
"Drop it." She gathered the clothing she decided to buy and walked towards the counter of the store. Jack watched her as she paid for her clothes, and his as well, and she returned to him shortly. She was obviously putting the minor confession behind her. "So, where are we going next, honey?"
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"We have some detective work to do." Jack's announcement came in a singsong voice as he entered Will and Grace's apartment. The two friends were eating dinner at the table, looking at him with confusion in their eyes. Grace was the first to speak.
"Who are we spying on?"
"Karen." Will's eyes darted up from his plate at the sound of her name. "I think she's been cheating on Stan." Grace gasped and was immediately drawn to the conversation.
"Why do you think that?"
"I made a joke, when we were shopping, about buying something for her lover, and she totally freaked out. Then, when I asked if she hade one, she said no."
"She totally has one."
"I know." Will decided that it was his opportunity to interrupt. They sounded like teenagers to him, who stayed up all night braiding hair and reading Nancy Drew books. It was so childish.
"You guys realize that you are crazy, right?" They listened as he gave his own reasoning to the situation, sweating a bit while he did so. "She was probably appalled by the idea of having an affair, and she could have said no because she really doesn't have one. You're just looking for drama."
He walked into his bedroom and closed the door, leaving behind Jack and Grace. They were still chatting about how to do their own detective work, and Will began to feel nervous. He wouldn't have exactly called him and Karen lovers, but they were definitely friends with benefits. And he wasn't quite sure they wanted to share that part of their lives with their friends. He and Grace still weren't completely healed from their most recent argument, and he didn't want to jeopardize anything. If she reacted so harshly before she knew the woman he slept with was Karen, he couldn't imagine how she would react once she knew the whole story. Shaking all thought from his head, he grabbed his phone and found her number.
Can I come over?
Always.
