Derek walked up to the bar to grab himself a drink. He hadn't really gotten to talk to Penelope all night. He missed his wife. Work had been really busy lately, so they hadn't talked there, and between their exhaustion and their daughter, they hadn't really had a chance to talk at home. He snorted, who did he think he was fooling. He didn't just want to talk to his wife, he wanted to hold her, smell her, touch her, make love to her.
He was waiting patiently for his drink when he felt someone beside him. He didn't bother to look, he just shifted to the side to allow the other patron access to the bar. He heard a voice say "Oh, you didn't need to move, I liked where you were." He glanced over and saw an attractive young woman sidling up to him. He smiled briefly, thinking that she used to be his type. Before he came to his senses and married the most amazing woman in the world.
The woman saw the smile and interpreted it as encouragement, so she moved a little closer to very attractive man at the bar. There was no one with him and she was going to make her move. A man like that wouldn't be alone for long. She held out her hand and introduced herself, "I'm Katie."
"Nice to meet you," he responded, shaking her hand briefly.
She leaned forward, "And you are?"
"Oh, I'm Derek."
She placed her hand on his arm and rubbed lightly, "VERY nice to meet you Derek."
Derek smiled weakly. He couldn't quite bring himself to say he was married. He was stupid; he loved his wife and wouldn't dream of cheating on her, but his ego just wouldn't quite let him just turn down attention from a pretty girl. He leaned away from her arm and placed his drink on the bar. He picked his drink back up with his left hand, clearly displaying his wedding ring. She continued to smile and inch towards him. He began tapping the ring against the glass, hoping to draw her attention to it. No luck, her eyes never left his face.
"You seem to be enjoying the music. Would you like to dance?" she purred.
Derek shook his head with a grimace. Why wouldn't she get the hint?
The girl said "That's okay, we can stay here." She placed her hand on his chest and leaned forward, only to have her presence impeded by a hand reaching between them.
"Excuse me," a voice said frostily.
She looked over to see that the arm belonged to a young woman. "Excuse you? We're busy here," she snapped.
The young woman narrowed her eyes at Katie and said "Look—"
"Yes, honey?" Derek interrupted.
"You know this girl?" Katie sputtered.
Derek smiled down at his daughter. "In a manner of speaking."
"Then maybe you can tell her that it's rude to interrupt people when they're in the middle of something." Katie looked over at Jenny and said snidely, "He's out of your league, sweetheart."
She looked flirtatiously up at Derek, only to discover that his eyes had darkened in anger. She realized that she had miscalculated. "I'm sorry, is she a friend?"
Before Derek could say anything, Jenny sneered, "I am MUCH more than a friend." She looked at her father, "Are you ready to go?"
Derek suppressed a smile and looked at Katie. "You'll have to excuse me." He put his arm around Jenny and they walked toward Penelope. "Thanks, honey."
"No problem, Dad," she grinned at him. "Wouldn't want the bimbo to know that you had a teenaged daughter, that would totally ruin your player vibe."
"That's okay, baby," he said, "I'm about to ruin it anyway." They arrived at the table where Penelope sat. She smiled at him, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Derek held his hand out to Penelope and drew her out of her seat. He pulled her body flush to his and gave her a deep kiss. "I missed you," he murmured.
Penelope snuggled closer, a little closer that was proper for being in public, but she didn't care. Derek belonged to her and she wanted to make sure that the bim-, rather the woman at the bar knew it. "You looked like you didn't need any more company."
"I always need your company." He nuzzled her neck.
Before Penelope could reply, their daughter interrupted. "Um, you guys look like you're totally going to make out and get us thrown out, so maybe we should go. Hey, can I spend the night at April's house?"
Derek laughed and caught his wife's hand. "Yes, we can go and yes, you can spend the night at April's."
"Thank God," Jenny sighed. She'd seen that look in their eyes before. "And maybe we can talk about me moving to the basement so that my room isn't right next to you guys?"
FIN
