Chapter 116: The Awesome Night Club
The scene at Melvin's table was admittedly a chaotic one. Three tables had been pushed together, and it was hard to keep track of all the conversations going on at once. Tasha chatted with Shelly and Tina; Bridget chatted with Joey and Brenda and Richie; and Courtney and Melvin chatted with each other and every one else.
Shelly kept laughing at everything, bits of rice flying out of her mouth like tiny white missiles. One flew across the table and clung to Tasha's face which she wiped away gracefully with a disgusted look.
But the food was delicious and everyone seemed to be having a good time, even Brenda who was coming around and enjoying herself. She laughed loudly at a joke Joey told about a Rabbi, a Catholic priest and a Southern Baptist at a Mexican brothel. Melvin, personally, didn't get it.
The hardest part about dinner was deciding what they would do next. Melvin hadn't planned on so many people, and his original thought was to separate from Bridget and Richie and their respective dates after dinner, ending up alone with Courtney. Unfortunately, the trio of young hotties: Tina, Shelly, and Tasha wanted to keep the group together and go somewhere to continue the party; they were just having too much fun to want to separate yet.
"The more the merrier," Shelly kept repeating, her brown pigtails bobbing. Melvin couldn't have disagreed more, but he didn't want to cause a scene and be the one labeled as a "party pooper."
"There's an awesome club just down the street from here, like in walking distance. We could go there for awhile and get some drinks, maybe dance," Courtney suggested, and the matter was settled.
Even though the last time he'd attended a concert his ear drums had burst, Melvin would have agreed with anything Courtney might say, and if she had told him that she thought that they should all drink poisoned kool-aide and set themselves on fire, Melvin would have been the first to do so. It was her dimples, he decided; they were hypnotically cute.
The others seemed to agree the night club was a good idea, and Melvin flagged down their waiter for the check. In moments, they walked out of the Chinese restaurant and savored the cool night air.
Chapter 117: Hers Alone..Again..& Forever
Abigail Sanderson, Melvin's ex wife, watched them leave. Her car was parked far enough away under a large, shady oak to not be seen, and she sat low in the driver's seat, her eyes peering through the open middle of the steering wheel. She took the binoculars away from her shimmering, deep brown eyes and tried to keep her boiling anger submerged. Those tramps should have stayed away from Melvin; he was much too good for any of them, especially the redhead that Abigail took to be Courtney, Melvin's apparent date. Abigail blew air through her gnashed teeth.
She took the gun from its spot in the passenger seat and slipped it into her purse, the grip of it hard and cold in her hand. She still wasn't sure what she planned to do with it, but who knew if it might come in handy? Might come in handy? What a ridiculous thought! She slapped an open palm against her forehead. Was she going nuts?
She leaned her head against the rim of the steering wheel and closed her eyes. What was she doing here? Why was she stalking her ex husband? What did she care if he wanted to waltz around the city tonight with a parade of nubile, young babes? But for some reason... she DID care.
Melvin was hers; she had worn his wedding ring. Yes, she had given it back and upgraded her spouse, but now she wanted Melvin back. She had dibs on him because he had been hers before, right?
She pushed back from the steering wheel and leaned back in the car seat. She brought up one hand and slapped herself gently in the face. Her cheek stung from the blow.
"Get a hold of yourself, Abigail. You gotta start thinking straight," she whispered. But even though she knew it was crazy, knew it didn't make any sense, knew no one would understand, she wanted Melvin to be hers and hers alone, again and forever.
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