"You up for dinner tonight?"
I looked up to see my boyfriend grinning at me. I couldn't help but grin back. "As long as you're paying," I smiled.
"Of course. What time are you off?" He placed a chart on the desk.
"7:00," I said. "You?"
"Now. Is it OK if you meet me at the restaurant or would rather I pick you up?"
I rolled my eyes. "Just as long as we end up at the same place, Carter, I couldn't care less."
"All right. 8:00 at The Golden Sun." He flashed me one last smile and left.
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I saw him as soon as I stepped into the restaurant. His back was to me and he was talking to a woman with blonde hair and a very sexy smile.
I stood, completely still, watching them. She laughed and touched his arm. I scowled. What the hell did she think she was doing?
I watched him lean in towards her and whisper something in her ear. She laughed again and moved closer to him.
My knees went weak and I became nauseous. All I could see was that flirtatious smile plastered on her face.
Carter turned around and waved at me. "Hey Abby."
I walked over to meet them and forced myself to smile. "Hey." I placed a kiss on Carter's cheek and slide my hand into his.
"Abby, this is Jessica. Jessica, this is my girlfriend, Abby. Jessica's an old friend of mine from boarding school. We just ran into each other."
I studied Jessica more closely. She had on a very short, very tight, red dress with a very low neckline.
"Nice to meet you, Jessica," I said as coldly as I could. Carter gave me a curious look.
"Nice to meet you too. You know, it's funny," she said. "I've been talking to John for about five minutes and he never once mentioned having a girlfriend." She smiled and I saw a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
"Well, I've know John for about three years and this is the first I'm hearing of you, so. . ."
Her smiled flickered for a moment. "Well, I better be going. Enjoy your diner. Bye John." She waggled her fingers in a little wave.
I slide into the booth. "She seemed. . ." I searched for an adequate, yet inoffensive word. "Flirty."
Carter sat down across from me. "Yeah, she's always been that way. She was the class slut. I think almost every guy in our grade slept with her."
"Including you?"
He smiled sheepishly. "I was young and she flattered me a lot."
I nodded my head but kept my eyes on the table.
He reached for my hand. "Are you jealous?" he asked with a note of amusement in his voice.
I looked up, my eyebrows low over my eyes. "No," I lied. I knew he didn't believe me. "Unsettled," I said. "I just walked in and she was touching you, and then whispered in her ear. . ."
Carter stood up and sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder. "Abby," he said. "No one could ever come close to replacing you." I looked away. "Besides, if I were going to have an affair, I'd be a little more discrete."
I scooted away from him. "You think it's funny. But it's not, John. It's really not. I just. . .I just have to go home."
I stood up and, without a backwards glance, walked out of the restaurant, leaving Carter alone and confused.
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I looked up to see my boyfriend grinning at me. I couldn't help but grin back. "As long as you're paying," I smiled.
"Of course. What time are you off?" He placed a chart on the desk.
"7:00," I said. "You?"
"Now. Is it OK if you meet me at the restaurant or would rather I pick you up?"
I rolled my eyes. "Just as long as we end up at the same place, Carter, I couldn't care less."
"All right. 8:00 at The Golden Sun." He flashed me one last smile and left.
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I saw him as soon as I stepped into the restaurant. His back was to me and he was talking to a woman with blonde hair and a very sexy smile.
I stood, completely still, watching them. She laughed and touched his arm. I scowled. What the hell did she think she was doing?
I watched him lean in towards her and whisper something in her ear. She laughed again and moved closer to him.
My knees went weak and I became nauseous. All I could see was that flirtatious smile plastered on her face.
Carter turned around and waved at me. "Hey Abby."
I walked over to meet them and forced myself to smile. "Hey." I placed a kiss on Carter's cheek and slide my hand into his.
"Abby, this is Jessica. Jessica, this is my girlfriend, Abby. Jessica's an old friend of mine from boarding school. We just ran into each other."
I studied Jessica more closely. She had on a very short, very tight, red dress with a very low neckline.
"Nice to meet you, Jessica," I said as coldly as I could. Carter gave me a curious look.
"Nice to meet you too. You know, it's funny," she said. "I've been talking to John for about five minutes and he never once mentioned having a girlfriend." She smiled and I saw a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
"Well, I've know John for about three years and this is the first I'm hearing of you, so. . ."
Her smiled flickered for a moment. "Well, I better be going. Enjoy your diner. Bye John." She waggled her fingers in a little wave.
I slide into the booth. "She seemed. . ." I searched for an adequate, yet inoffensive word. "Flirty."
Carter sat down across from me. "Yeah, she's always been that way. She was the class slut. I think almost every guy in our grade slept with her."
"Including you?"
He smiled sheepishly. "I was young and she flattered me a lot."
I nodded my head but kept my eyes on the table.
He reached for my hand. "Are you jealous?" he asked with a note of amusement in his voice.
I looked up, my eyebrows low over my eyes. "No," I lied. I knew he didn't believe me. "Unsettled," I said. "I just walked in and she was touching you, and then whispered in her ear. . ."
Carter stood up and sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder. "Abby," he said. "No one could ever come close to replacing you." I looked away. "Besides, if I were going to have an affair, I'd be a little more discrete."
I scooted away from him. "You think it's funny. But it's not, John. It's really not. I just. . .I just have to go home."
I stood up and, without a backwards glance, walked out of the restaurant, leaving Carter alone and confused.
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