Vince pulled up outside the hotel, wearing a baseball cap, a shirt which
was open at the top and a pair of pants. It wasn't the most brilliant
disguise in the world but he was hoping it would be enough to get him into
the hotel without being recognised. He had driven out of the back way of
the McMahon estate, thus avoiding the masses of journalists that were
camped outside the front gates.
He locked his car and walked up to the hotel praying no one would recognise him; he kept his head down and continued walking.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he stood outside her door, he had managed to make it up without being recognised. Even when he had asked the receptionist which room she was he, she hadn't taken a lot of notice. She was too preoccupied with what was going on outside, she had never heard the name "McMahon" in her life so she didn't see what the fuss was about. At first she was reluctant to give out her room number but then when Vince explained who he was and why he was there, she let him in. Unbeknown to Vince she was having marital troubles of her own so she sympathized with him and gave it to him.
Vince took a deep breath and knocked. He heard her come towards the door and she slowly opened it.
Linda's eyes went wide with surprise. "Vince, what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?"
Linda was reluctant but she thought it best for him to come in rather than having the word get out that he had come to see her. "Ok."
"Thanks," he said as he walked in, he looked around and was surprised, he thought she would have been staying somewhere more prestigious than this.
"I know," Linda said reading his thoughts, "I thought that if I stayed somewhere low key, no one would know. But word got out anyway, so I don't know why I'm still here, I could be sleeping in luxury but instead I decided to stay here."
Vince gave a nervous laugh.
"Anyway why are you here? Did anyone see you?"
"No one saw me and I wanted to see you."
Linda nodded. "Oh,"
You could cut the tension with a knife; neither of them knew what to say.
"Sit down," Linda offered.
Vince sat nervously on the edge of the bed looking at Linda.
"Do you want anything to drink?"
"Umm, have you got a whiskey?"
Linda nodded. "It's not so bad that you need Dutch courage is it?"
Vince smiled and relaxed. "I got myself in such a state on the way over here, I'm surprised I made it in one piece."
"I'm surprised you make it anywhere in one piece, I've driven with you don't forget!" Linda smiled at him.
The tension eased a little as both drunk their drinks.
"Home isn't the same without you, you know." Vince said gently.
Linda looked at him.
"I find myself thinking a lot, which as you know, is pretty dangerous for me." Vince smiled, trying to lighten the moment.
"What have you been thinking of?"
"You, us, our marriage over the years."
"Now there's a tale and a half."
Vince smiled. "I miss you."
Linda quickly changed the subject, she knew she would fall for him all over again once he gave a heart rending speech, which she sensed he was on the way of doing.
"I haven't phoned Rachel yet, every time I pick up the phone and dial the number I find myself slamming the phone back down again."
"You should just get on with it. You'll never do it otherwise, I know you."
Linda shrugged her shoulders. "What do I say to her?"
"Tell her what you feel, ask to meet. Get to know her and if she's got any sense she'll want to know you too and when she does, she'll find out she's got the most amazing mother in the world."
Linda smiled. "Vince, I don't mean to be rude but I uhh, I think you should go now, I think we both know what will happen otherwise."
Vince looked at her, he knew she was right, they'd end up in bed and then they'd be right back where they started. Together again but with no real issues solved.
He nodded reluctantly, there was nothing more than he wanted than to make love to her at that very moment but he knew that this time, things would have to be done Linda's way if their marriage was going to survive.
"Ok." He stood up. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"I guess." Linda saw him out and they said goodbye.
She closed the door and walked back into the room and looked at the phone.
He locked his car and walked up to the hotel praying no one would recognise him; he kept his head down and continued walking.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he stood outside her door, he had managed to make it up without being recognised. Even when he had asked the receptionist which room she was he, she hadn't taken a lot of notice. She was too preoccupied with what was going on outside, she had never heard the name "McMahon" in her life so she didn't see what the fuss was about. At first she was reluctant to give out her room number but then when Vince explained who he was and why he was there, she let him in. Unbeknown to Vince she was having marital troubles of her own so she sympathized with him and gave it to him.
Vince took a deep breath and knocked. He heard her come towards the door and she slowly opened it.
Linda's eyes went wide with surprise. "Vince, what are you doing here?"
"Can I come in?"
Linda was reluctant but she thought it best for him to come in rather than having the word get out that he had come to see her. "Ok."
"Thanks," he said as he walked in, he looked around and was surprised, he thought she would have been staying somewhere more prestigious than this.
"I know," Linda said reading his thoughts, "I thought that if I stayed somewhere low key, no one would know. But word got out anyway, so I don't know why I'm still here, I could be sleeping in luxury but instead I decided to stay here."
Vince gave a nervous laugh.
"Anyway why are you here? Did anyone see you?"
"No one saw me and I wanted to see you."
Linda nodded. "Oh,"
You could cut the tension with a knife; neither of them knew what to say.
"Sit down," Linda offered.
Vince sat nervously on the edge of the bed looking at Linda.
"Do you want anything to drink?"
"Umm, have you got a whiskey?"
Linda nodded. "It's not so bad that you need Dutch courage is it?"
Vince smiled and relaxed. "I got myself in such a state on the way over here, I'm surprised I made it in one piece."
"I'm surprised you make it anywhere in one piece, I've driven with you don't forget!" Linda smiled at him.
The tension eased a little as both drunk their drinks.
"Home isn't the same without you, you know." Vince said gently.
Linda looked at him.
"I find myself thinking a lot, which as you know, is pretty dangerous for me." Vince smiled, trying to lighten the moment.
"What have you been thinking of?"
"You, us, our marriage over the years."
"Now there's a tale and a half."
Vince smiled. "I miss you."
Linda quickly changed the subject, she knew she would fall for him all over again once he gave a heart rending speech, which she sensed he was on the way of doing.
"I haven't phoned Rachel yet, every time I pick up the phone and dial the number I find myself slamming the phone back down again."
"You should just get on with it. You'll never do it otherwise, I know you."
Linda shrugged her shoulders. "What do I say to her?"
"Tell her what you feel, ask to meet. Get to know her and if she's got any sense she'll want to know you too and when she does, she'll find out she's got the most amazing mother in the world."
Linda smiled. "Vince, I don't mean to be rude but I uhh, I think you should go now, I think we both know what will happen otherwise."
Vince looked at her, he knew she was right, they'd end up in bed and then they'd be right back where they started. Together again but with no real issues solved.
He nodded reluctantly, there was nothing more than he wanted than to make love to her at that very moment but he knew that this time, things would have to be done Linda's way if their marriage was going to survive.
"Ok." He stood up. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"I guess." Linda saw him out and they said goodbye.
She closed the door and walked back into the room and looked at the phone.