Mr. Brown told me that the two young women sitting with him and his partner were actually escorts. I was shocked! I thought the partner was happily married—what was he doing with escorts? Mr. Brown told me he never called me because the partner knew that Mr. Brown’s wife had been in bad health for some time and wanted to surprise him—I guess hookers are the new bottle of wine!
Mr. Brown ran his hands up and down my back, and he looked back and winked at the partner, who gave him a thumbs-up back. I realized that Mr. Brown forgot to mention me, or the fact that I was coming for dinner. I could tell Mr. Brown was pretty drunk at this point, and I clearly wasn’t looking for an even bigger fight or blowout.
So, I walked over to the partner, introduced myself, and told him Mr. Brown was in good hands for the rest of the night. He winked at me and told me it looked like he was. He told me to let my lover know that everything was set for the deal (which also happened to be a huge deal) and that he wanted us to enjoy the rest of our evening. He was sure to add that he was obviously going to get his money’s worth out of the girls he had brought.
I called our driver and told him to come pick Mr. Brown up from the restaurant, and that I would be driving the rental car back to the hotel. I was still really hungry and kind of pissed about what had happened, but I knew with Mr. Brown being in the position he was in, I wasn’t looking for a drunken argument. I drove the car back to the hotel, took him inside, and he decided that because he had far too much to drink, he wanted to lie down to go to sleep.
So, I decided to go get my girls and take them to a nice dinner, just the three of us. I also wanted to talk about the possibility of a future between me and Mr. Brown, and how they felt about it all. Their answer actually surprised me more than I expected.