Cold Feet

Chapter 8

VIOLA

I get back to the table and sit down beside Ashley after the new bar limit has been confirmed. She looks at me and smiles.

“You were gone a while,” she smiles knowingly waiting for me to spill the beans.

“I had to sort out the bar limit,” I reply blushing. “I wasn’t with him all the time.”

“Could have fooled me,” Ashley says. Bursting with curiosity, she asks, “What did he want?”

“To get together after the wedding,” I smile.

“Really?” Ashley asks surprised. “He doesn’t take it slow does he?”

I blush again as I think of just how slow we didn’t take it. I shake my head not trusting my voice to answer as I avoid Ashley’s gaze.

“You tart!” she whispers. “You didn’t!”

“Didn’t what?” I ask feigning ignorance but still not looking at her.

“I know you,” Ashley whispers again. “You dirty little girl!” she teases.

I look at her and feign offense. “Get your mind out of the gutter,” I smile.

“C’mon. Tell me, tell me!” she whispers, begging like a little child.

I have worked with Ashley for a long time and we are good friends. She knows me well and I know her well too. I’m enjoying stringing her along.

“We didn’t…” I say and let the thought hang in the air.

“…but?” she prompts.

“I had to come back here for the bar limit but you can call me commando,” I say as I sip my drink.

“Commando?” Ashley asks confused and then it hits her. Her hand flies to her mouth as she realizes what I mean. “Oh my…”

I smile at her and wink. Then her eyes flick to a point above and behind my head and a moment later I hear his voice again.

“Is this seat taken?” he asks.

Of course not, and if it was, it would have become vacant right now just for you, I think before I reply. “No, but I’m guessing it’s about to be.”

“That all depends on whether you’ll permit me to be seated,” he smiles as he waits for permission.

What a gentleman, I think wondering what he’s done with my panties.

I say and then add, “You don’t

out and sits as I look at Ashley. She gives me a quick wink and then excuses herself from the table. I want to ask her to stay but it’s too

steal you from your busy schedule for a few more

“You may,” I reply.

that you’ve truly outdone yourself with the immaculate planning and execution of this wedding. It’s fabulous.” Rick says lightly. His voice is confident. It has an authoritative

scent of his cologne again. It carries a hint of wood and it’s strong.

between my thighs and I’m pretty sure he

you’re one of the top wedding planners in Los Angeles,” he says as he studies

can for my clients. They are important and it’s

a very noble way of thinking.

women this much? You do know it works wonders, don’t you? I will add though that

you. I simply believe in giving credit where credit

again,” I incline my

earlier moment aside? There’s something else I

about?” I ask

it or not. I believe I’m also one of the best at what

ask myself. Did he just start to talk business? I start to feel

collaborating. I have a big network of people already though,” I

that but I provide a niche service,” he replies. “I doubt you have someone

“What exactly is it that you

and reaches into his jacket. He removes his wallet and takes out a business card. He returns his wallet to his jacket pocket and

by his moves. They seem so fluid, lithe is the word that

a lawyer,” Rick

me hard. A

to collaborate with a lawyer?” I don’t like lawyers for personal reasons and I can’t

at me before continuing, “Well, many couples prefer to have prenups drawn up before they get married. Some even want a last will and testament. I do

nod slowly. “Okay, that

he smiles. He sits forward and continues, “That’s just

do you mean by

the

fit is done, I take another few sips so my voice can return to normal. “Divorce?” I say a little too loudly and the guests at the next table

“Yes, divorce,” he repeats.

everything that happened between us earlier is wiped out.

most beautiful days a couple will

of the most beautiful days. It doesn’t last

end in divorce sooner or later?” I ask incredulously. This time I

idea of what I’m talking about. In California alone, divorce rates are estimated to be ten percent higher

national average for something as bad

is? It’ll make you wonder why

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