A tit for a tat.
(ARIELLE’S POV)
The man’s eyes dilated in shock, his mouth hung open “You’re…you’re Jared’s wife?” He stuttered.
His partner looked equally surprised “What? No way!”
The first seemed to regain his composure, the surprised look on his face now replaced with a sly grin. You think you can fool us, huh?” He asked, casting me a mocking look. “You’re just one of those ladies crushing on Jared, and wishing for his love so badly”
I gave off a low laugh, amused by the man’s Ignorance “Oh, really?” I asked, pulling out my phone. “Let me show you something, then ”
I unlocked my screen, revealing a photo of Jared and me on our wedding day. We were beaming with smiles, our arms wrapped around each other.
The two men’s eyes bulged as they took in the image. They gasped in unison, their faces paling.
ging
I winked at them, satisfied with the priceless look on their faces. “I think that settles it,” I said, tucking my phone back into my purse.
With that, I turned and walked away, feeling the eyes of the men on my back. I walked over to a vacant seat, and lowered myself in it. Just then, a waitress passed by, and I took a glass of wine from the tray, hoping it would help calm my nerves.
While sipping the drink, I tried not to look at Jared and Sofia as they socialized, but I couldn’t help sneaking a few glances.
“A nice couple they are,” a voice spoke up beside me.
I was startled and swirled around to see who it was, and my eyes landed on a fine–looking man, grinning
at me. I quickly looked away, embarrassed that I had been caught staring so hard at Jared and Sofia.
“Was I so obvious?” I asked.
“A little,” the man responded.
“They’re not a couple,” I blurted out before I could stop myself.
“I know,” the man said, and I whipped back to stare at him in shock.
“How do you know?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. “Hold on, who are you?”
The man chuckled. “How about you dance with me, and then I can answer your questions?”
I narrowed my eyes in suspicion and looked behind me just to see that people were gathering at the dance floor. I made to decline the man’s offer because as a married woman, it was not proper to dance with a random man, even though my husband ditched me at a party we both attended, when I caught sight of Jared and Sofia joining others on the dance floor. The music came on, and they began to sway their bodies in a romantic waltz dance.
At that moment, I knew my decision was made. I turned to the man, defiance in my eyes. “Yes, I will dance with you.”
I had nothing to lose, I decided. After all, my husband was on the dance floor with another woman, and unconcerned about my existence. Doing the same ouldn’t hurt, would it?
The man gave me a knowing smile, and offered me his arm, I took it, and he led me to the dance floor
As our body moved in harmony to the music, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I was doing something
wrong.
“So, who are you?” I asked, trying to start a conversation to ease my uneasiness.
The man leaned in, his hot breath in my ear. Tm someone who knows more about Jared than you think, he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief
Shivers ran down my spine, and a warning bell went off in my head. This was a bad idea, and I should leave. But, my curiosity to listen to what he knew about Jared held me back
“And what do you know? I asked, stifling a wince as his hands slowly snaked down my back, inches away from mg buttocks.
He was about to respond this minute, and the next two hands grabbed him and hauled him away from me I gasped as I watched Jared descend on him, raining angry blows
