Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
I didn’t say anything to Mark that night since the place was a well-known restaurant that I had been to before, so me showing up there at the same time as he wouldn’t be such a stretch, and I could play it off as a coincidence.
Tonight was another slow burner where he teased and played until I was almost out of my mind before joining us together. I find I can’t tell which I prefer anymore, the long, drawn-out nights of passion or the quick, fiery couplings that leave us both bruised and too tired to draw our next breath.
I was almost jumping out of my skin the next day. Now that I knew that Mark was onto me, there was really no need for me to hide, but with that said, I had made up my mind to make things just a little bit difficult for those two.
I left the house way before lunchtime and made a trip to the pet store. I found what I was looking for and swung by Jessica’s stolen apartment. I didn’t need a disguise this time around and no one batted a lash when I walked in the door because why would they?
I claimed to be doing a spot check, which sent everyone into overdrive. I took a look around a few empty apartments that were waiting for new occupants before asking to be left alone to make a call. Once the coast was clear, I made a quick stop at Jessica’s place to leave her a little surprise to top off the day I was sure she was going to have.
The stench was unbearable. How the hell has she been living in there? You’d think after all this time, the smell would have abated, but it only seemed to be getting worse. That could be due to the nailed-shut windows.
I set the thermostat on a timer and turned the temperature to the mid-eighties before leaving. By the time she returned, it should be cool again but the added heat was bound to enhance the smell.
I changed Mark’s table upon reaching the restaurant to one upstairs and kept a lower table for my lunch date with the girls in a window seat so I could see who was coming and going. I was surprisingly calm for someone who was filled with cold rage.
I saw Mark arrive and left the table for the restroom so we didn’t run into each other. Melissa and Trudy were set to arrive ten minutes later, which they did on time, and not five minutes later, I saw Jessica making her way to the restaurant door.
As soon as she walked in, I called out to her from my place at the table. “Oh, hi, Jessica, isn’t it?” She looked like she’d seen a ghost when she saw me sitting there, and I beckoned her over. “Are you off today? Why did you come all the way over here on your lunch hour?”
“Oh, um, I like the food here; it’s worth it.”
“Why don’t you join us? Melissa, Trudy, this is Jessica; she works for us. Come on, now you don’t have to eat alone.” I pointed her to the only free chair, and she had no choice but to take a seat.
She kept looking around as if expecting someone with a confused look on her face. “So, we didn’t really get to talk a lot the last time we met? What exactly do you do at the company again? Mark never mentioned you, and when I mentioned meeting you that night, he didn’t seem to recall who you were. You’ll have to excuse my husband; he's very bad with names.”
“Oh, well, I’m new, so we don’t really know each other that well.”
“Oh? I thought you’ve been there for a few months already. I heard you were a friend of Jack’s…”
“Who said that?”
“Oh, someone at the party mentioned that you two seemed kind of cushy.” I gave her one of those fake commiserating looks people give each other.
“Oh, speaking of Jack, Trudy, you know him; you were the one who recommended him to us. I didn’t know that until I was praising him to Melissa, and she mentioned it.” I was watching Trudy’s reaction, and she was genuine in her response, so I learned two things: she had no idea who Jessica was, and she wasn’t part of their scheme.
“How is he working out? It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other. More than a year, in fact. I’m glad it’s working out; I felt so bad for him, poor guy.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Um, maybe I should order?” Jessica interrupted, and I hailed the waiter for her before going back to my conversation.
“Go ahead, Trudy; why did you feel bad?” She shrugged her shoulders.
“No big reason, really; he just seemed really down on his luck, is all. What’s that place he’s from again? Some little shit town in the Midwest? He just seemed destined for bigger and better things, and the way he lost his job due to the catastrophe in the world and was stuck out here with no prospects after he left the clinic, I kinda felt sorry for him.”