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Ыоуве Been Warned :: Patterson James
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Quickly glancing around, I spot the couple farther down the sidewalk. Before I know it, I’m following them.
I can’t believe this. The plot, as they say, is thickening.
Not only is Penley having an affair, the guy is someone she set me up with as a blind date!
But for all my disbelief, there’s something else.
Relief.
I’ve been dragging a full measure of guilt like a heavy suitcase since the first day Michael – “a married man” – and I got together.
But now, seeing Penley cheating on him, suddenly I don’t feel so bad.
Yeah, I know, two wrongs don’t exactly make a right. It simply makes it a little easier.
I continue to follow Stephen and Penley. They’re not arm in arm or holding hands, and to the passerby they could just as easily be friends as lovers.
That is, until they reach another “Don’t Walk” sign. It’s as if something comes over them, or, more specifically, over Stephen. As they stand waiting at the corner, he can’t take his hands – or lips – off her.
Penley doesn’t stop him, but I can tell she’s aware they’re out in public. She has a lot of friends in the city, and though they’re mixed in with about eight million strangers, one can’t be too careful. There’s no telling when someone she knows might see her.
Like me.
The “Walk” sign flashes, and the make-out session gives way to their continuing stroll. I fall right in step while confronting my next emotion. Fear.
There’s no way Penley and Stephen only started seeing each other in the past couple of days, and that can mean only one thing.
She knows.
Something, at least. If Penley doesn’t know for sure about Michael and me, she at least suspects. What else could explain Stephen’s dinner talk about being involved with someone married? Was he trying to help her get a confession from me or was it all about screwing with my mind?
Either way, Penley’s “setting me up” with Stephen was truly a setup! And I didn’t see it.
This changes everything.
The two of them come to a stop at the next corner, and Stephen picks up where he left off with more tonsil hockey and some pretty serious groping. Penley’s going at it now too. They really ought to get a room.
I stand on the sidewalk a half block behind them and miles away from being able to collect all my thoughts and emotions about this new development. There’s so much to think about; there are so many angles to consider.
Quickly glancing around, I spot the couple farther down the sidewalk. Before I know it, I’m following them.
I can’t believe this. The plot, as they say, is thickening.
Not only is Penley having an affair, the guy is someone she set me up with as a blind date!
But for all my disbelief, there’s something else.
Relief.
I’ve been dragging a full measure of guilt like a heavy suitcase since the first day Michael – “a married man” – and I got together.
But now, seeing Penley cheating on him, suddenly I don’t feel so bad.
Yeah, I know, two wrongs don’t exactly make a right. It simply makes it a little easier.
I continue to follow Stephen and Penley. They’re not arm in arm or holding hands, and to the passerby they could just as easily be friends as lovers.
That is, until they reach another “Don’t Walk” sign. It’s as if something comes over them, or, more specifically, over Stephen. As they stand waiting at the corner, he can’t take his hands – or lips – off her.
Penley doesn’t stop him, but I can tell she’s aware they’re out in public. She has a lot of friends in the city, and though they’re mixed in with about eight million strangers, one can’t be too careful. There’s no telling when someone she knows might see her.
Like me.
The “Walk” sign flashes, and the make-out session gives way to their continuing stroll. I fall right in step while confronting my next emotion. Fear.
There’s no way Penley and Stephen only started seeing each other in the past couple of days, and that can mean only one thing.
She knows.
Something, at least. If Penley doesn’t know for sure about Michael and me, she at least suspects. What else could explain Stephen’s dinner talk about being involved with someone married? Was he trying to help her get a confession from me or was it all about screwing with my mind?
Either way, Penley’s “setting me up” with Stephen was truly a setup! And I didn’t see it.
This changes everything.
The two of them come to a stop at the next corner, and Stephen picks up where he left off with more tonsil hockey and some pretty serious groping. Penley’s going at it now too. They really ought to get a room.
I stand on the sidewalk a half block behind them and miles away from being able to collect all my thoughts and emotions about this new development. There’s so much to think about; there are so many angles to consider.