I had just been stood up by my older man, and I needed to find out why. He never sent the limo to pick me up from the hotel, so I decided to drive myself. I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant where we were supposed to meet, driving like a madwoman. I parked the car and ran in through doors of the restaurant, right past the hostess, who asked if I had reservations.
I heard distinct laughter coming from the bar area. I headed towards the bar, where I saw Mr. Brown and one of the partners he was meeting with sitting in a booth at the back with two young females, who were laughing and giggling. I looked at Mr. Brown with a look that made it very clear to him that I was not pleased. Instead of walking over to him and causing a scene, I sat at the bar and ordered myself a stiff martini.
I was beyond pissed, but to avoid making a scene and possibly ruining a business deal for my lover, who was also my boss, I decided to play it cool. I pretended like he didn’t even exist. I sat at the bar and finished my first drink and, because I was so mad, it went down a lot smoother than I had expected. As I got ready to order another one, a younger gentleman, probably a lot closer to my own age, decided to sit beside me and offered to buy me a drink. I looked over my shoulder at my lover. I could see that he was angry, but he was not able to leave at that moment, since it looked like the partner was controlling the conversation. Both girls sitting with my man and his business friend were texting on their cell phones and popping their chewing gum like 15-year-olds.
I decided to play this to my advantage. I talked to the younger gentleman; his name was Danny and he was 28. He was there on a trip with his wife and kids, and was just looking for some fun. I was flattered when he asked me if I was 25 and told me I had a gorgeous body. I was loving the attention. Apparently, a little too much, as Mr. Brown finally decided to come over and place himself in the middle of the conversation. He said to Danny, “Thanks for keeping my girl occupied while I handled some business.” I smiled at Danny and thanked him as well. He looked slightly disappointed, but it was Mr. Brown who had my attention now.
Before I could even get a word out, which was mostly going to be expletives, he told me to calm down. He put his hand on my back and looked me in the eyes. He told me the girls with the partner weren’t who I thought they were…