The last thing I expected tonight was to be standing face-to-face with Derrick’s wife. This was the same woman who had made my life miserable not too long ago. Mrs. Friedman stopped halfway through putting on her lipstick and just stared at me for a second.
“Cassandra, how lovely to see you, dear. What a small world.” Her tone was egotistical. I felt like she was rubbing it in my face that she ended up with Derrick instead of me. I tried to play it cool and told her that I was really sorry to hear about her divorce. I needed to make sure she was clueless about the fact that I was talking to Derrick again and that I knew everything. “Don’t be sorry,” she said. Then she smiled a vengeful smile and said, “We have remarried. I guess the better woman won.” She laughed and started to walk away. I bit my tongue and stopped myself from saying anything. I simply smiled and agreed.
A few moments later, Derrick texted me saying that he would meet me in the back. I called my husband and told him that I wasn’t feeling very well and would be staying in the restroom for a few more minutes. Immediately, Robert called to make sure that I was OK. I assured him that I was fine and that I just needed a few minutes to let my stomach settle.
I hustled to the back of the restaurant, where Derrick was standing with a big smile on his face. Once more, I ran to him and hugged him. I felt like a young schoolgirl who was in love for the first time. He wrapped his arms around me and moved his hands down my back and over my butt. He grabbed a handful and whispered in my ear like before. With one hand on my backside, he kissed me and bit my lip. I was literally melting in his arms. I caressed his face and gazed into his eyes. Just as I was about to kiss him again, my phone interrupted us. It was my husband calling. I’m sure he was concerned about how I was feeling and I didn’t want to risk him coming to look for me. I told Derrick that I would contact him later and started to walk back to my husband. As I started to walk away, Derrick slapped me gently on my butt—I felt sexy and young again.
Minutes later, Mrs. Friedman and Derrick walked past our table as we ate our dessert. Derrick’s eyes let me know that it was her idea to pass us and I could tell that he was upset. The look on her face was priceless. She walked past me with a big smile, as if she had just won the jackpot. She winked at me as she passed and said, “You have a fantastic night, Cassandra.” I nodded my head and smiled back at her. If only she knew what her husband and I had been up to.
“Who’s that?” asked Robert.
“Oh, no one, just an old acquaintance.” I brushed it off and we continued eating.