Gwen was like a sister and he owed it to her to attend her anniversary party. But tonight, he was not in a partying mood knowing Anthony would be with Gabrielle. The thought of them together was tearing him up inside.
Wading through the crowd of people filling the home, he found Gwen and Kevin in the living room. Hugging Gwen, he said, “Happy anniversary, sweetheart.”
Gwen’s eyes widened. “Jonathan, if I weren’t happily married I would have to marry you. Damn you look good in a suit!”
He blushed. “The salesman assured me Hugo Boss could make any man look
good; I guess he didn’t lie.”
“The suit adds to the whole package of your fineness….mmm,” she said licking her lips.
“Okay, I think Kevin is getting a complex. I’m gonna grab a plate of food before it’s all gone.”
“Help yourself to the bar too. If you drink too much, you have a room waiting on you.”
“Good to know,” he responded. In the dining room he looked around for
Anthony and Gabrielle. It was too many people filtering from room to room to spot them on first sight. He put a few meatballs on a plate and continued down the line of the buffet table thinking maybe it was better if he didn’t run into them.
“It’s about time you made an appearance. I was starting to think you weren’t coming,” Anthony said slapping Jonathan on the back.
“I wouldn’t do Gwen and Kevin that way.” When he faced Anthony he noticed he was alone. “Where is Gabrielle?”
“She’s on her way. She got called to work for a few hours. Uh, you know I should beat your ass for what you did to me the other day at the station, but I’m over it.”
He chuckled. “You have to admit that was funny, but Sandra took an instant liking to you.”
“Tell me about it. I couldn’t get rid of her and since you didn’t get to spend any time with her at the fire station, I invited her to the party so you two could get better acquainted.”
Jonathan’s face hit the floor. “Why the hell would you do that stupid shit, Anthony?”
“Watch your mouth, man. The minister of my church is here.”
His voice deepened. “I don’t give a damn who hears me! You did that so I wouldn’t be able to talk to Gabrielle; that was low even for you. You know Sandra is gonna be hanging all over me!”
“Nick is bringing a date and I have one; I didn’t want you to be the only straggler looking lonely.”
“I could have sworn I asked you not to do me any favors! I’m fuckin’ outta here,”
he said putting the plate on the table.
“Jon, you’re blowing shit overboard. C’mon, man, chill. You can be nice to Sandra for few hours.”
His mood changed instantly. “You know what I can be nice to her for a few hours.”
“What’s with the face?”
“I’m not making a face. I’m just wondering how you are going to handle two women tonight?”
“What?”
“You invited Sandra right?”
“Yeah and your point?”
He looped his arm around Anthony’s shoulder. “Did you tell her I would be her date or is she assuming you’re going to be her date?”
A slow hiss left Anthony’s lips. “Dammit!”
“You gotta pay attention to details when setting a person up.” A wide grin crossed his face as he straightened Anthony’s tie. “Looks like one of your women have arrived. She looks hot too; go get ‘em, tiger,” he said shoving him forward.
“I’m really starting not to like you.”
“Don’t hate the player, hate the way you screwed the game.” Laughing he retrieved his plate and scooted away before Sandra cornered him, and Anthony weaseled from her grasp.
At the bar Jonathan ordered a beer from the bartender and heard Nick’s familiar bellow. “Yo, Jon.”
“Over here, Nick,” he waived. Whenever the three of them went out, Nick was always sure to have a beautiful woman on his arm. This night was no different. The tall, slender red-head with fair skin clung to Nick like a second skin and had been accompanying Nick to most
Wading through the crowd of people filling the home, he found Gwen and Kevin in the living room. Hugging Gwen, he said, “Happy anniversary, sweetheart.”
Gwen’s eyes widened. “Jonathan, if I weren’t happily married I would have to marry you. Damn you look good in a suit!”
He blushed. “The salesman assured me Hugo Boss could make any man look
good; I guess he didn’t lie.”
“The suit adds to the whole package of your fineness….mmm,” she said licking her lips.
“Okay, I think Kevin is getting a complex. I’m gonna grab a plate of food before it’s all gone.”
“Help yourself to the bar too. If you drink too much, you have a room waiting on you.”
“Good to know,” he responded. In the dining room he looked around for
Anthony and Gabrielle. It was too many people filtering from room to room to spot them on first sight. He put a few meatballs on a plate and continued down the line of the buffet table thinking maybe it was better if he didn’t run into them.
“It’s about time you made an appearance. I was starting to think you weren’t coming,” Anthony said slapping Jonathan on the back.
“I wouldn’t do Gwen and Kevin that way.” When he faced Anthony he noticed he was alone. “Where is Gabrielle?”
“She’s on her way. She got called to work for a few hours. Uh, you know I should beat your ass for what you did to me the other day at the station, but I’m over it.”
He chuckled. “You have to admit that was funny, but Sandra took an instant liking to you.”
“Tell me about it. I couldn’t get rid of her and since you didn’t get to spend any time with her at the fire station, I invited her to the party so you two could get better acquainted.”
Jonathan’s face hit the floor. “Why the hell would you do that stupid shit, Anthony?”
“Watch your mouth, man. The minister of my church is here.”
His voice deepened. “I don’t give a damn who hears me! You did that so I wouldn’t be able to talk to Gabrielle; that was low even for you. You know Sandra is gonna be hanging all over me!”
“Nick is bringing a date and I have one; I didn’t want you to be the only straggler looking lonely.”
“I could have sworn I asked you not to do me any favors! I’m fuckin’ outta here,”
he said putting the plate on the table.
“Jon, you’re blowing shit overboard. C’mon, man, chill. You can be nice to Sandra for few hours.”
His mood changed instantly. “You know what I can be nice to her for a few hours.”
“What’s with the face?”
“I’m not making a face. I’m just wondering how you are going to handle two women tonight?”
“What?”
“You invited Sandra right?”
“Yeah and your point?”
He looped his arm around Anthony’s shoulder. “Did you tell her I would be her date or is she assuming you’re going to be her date?”
A slow hiss left Anthony’s lips. “Dammit!”
“You gotta pay attention to details when setting a person up.” A wide grin crossed his face as he straightened Anthony’s tie. “Looks like one of your women have arrived. She looks hot too; go get ‘em, tiger,” he said shoving him forward.
“I’m really starting not to like you.”
“Don’t hate the player, hate the way you screwed the game.” Laughing he retrieved his plate and scooted away before Sandra cornered him, and Anthony weaseled from her grasp.
At the bar Jonathan ordered a beer from the bartender and heard Nick’s familiar bellow. “Yo, Jon.”
“Over here, Nick,” he waived. Whenever the three of them went out, Nick was always sure to have a beautiful woman on his arm. This night was no different. The tall, slender red-head with fair skin clung to Nick like a second skin and had been accompanying Nick to most
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