thatâs what makes life interesting . . . the unexpected,â she smiled.
âYes, Victoria, it does.â
After the love song set ended, the band broke for intermission and everyone returned to the table. Victoriaâs friends exchanged friendly hellos with Ted before he excused himself and headed back to his table. After he left, all eyes were on Victoria.
âWho was that?â Debbie asked in an excited voice.
âOh, Ted? Heâs the acting CEO of ViaTech,â Victoria answered.
âYeah, and he wants to get with you,â Tyler grinned, taking a sip of his Ketel One.
Victoria laughed. âI can assure you heâs not interested in me. But you or Rob, on the other hand, are probably more his flavor,â she whispered with raised brows.
âHeâs gay?â Debbie whispered back.
Tyler shook his head. âGay men donât look at women the way he was lookinâ at you.â
âWhat do you mean? How was he looking at me?â
âLike someone just handed him a one-way ticket to heaven. Trust me, Iâm a man, and I know that look.â
âWell, youâre wrong. As a matter of fact heâs here with his boyfriend. Theyâre sitting in the back, in the far left corner. But donât look now,â Victoria cautioned.
But as soon as she finished her sentence, the entire table turned and looked at the same time. âHe looks so masculine. He doesnât seem gay,â Debbie commented.
âNot all gay men are effeminate,â Victoria said, taking a sip of her cosmopolitan.
Tyler spoke up again. âHe might be here with another dude, but that doesnât mean heâs gay. Iâm tellinâ you, he was lookinâ at you the way a man looks at a woman when heâs interested.â
Rob nodded his head in agreement. âIâve got to agree with Tyler,â he said, âhe looked like he was into you.â
âSee, I told you. I know that look,â Tyler said again. He knew it because it was the way he used to look at Julietâthe one who got away.
âIs that the way you look at me?â Allison asked abruptly. Tyler didnât answer. His avoidance was blatant, causing a heavy tension to fall over the table.
Debbie cleared her throat, breaking the chilly mood. âWe have some good news,â she announced with a cautious smile. âRob just got a promotion. Heâs the new director of accounting.â
âCongratulations!â everyone said in unison.
âThanks, Iâm really excited about this opportunity,â Rob smiled. Debbie tried to share his enthusiasm but her mood was growing tepid.
Victoria could sense her friendâs change in disposition. âDebbie, whatâs wrong?â she asked.
âOh, Victoria, sheâs fine,â Allison smirked in her usual crass manner. âWhat wife wouldnât be when her husband is finally moving up? Thatâs a look of relief if you ask me.â
Rob and Debbie shot Allison a look that couldâve killed a rattlesnake, while Tyler shook his head in frustration, taking a big gulp from his glass.
The nerve of this heifer, Victoria slowly simmered, giving Allison a death stare. âWell, I wasnât asking youâ . . . bitch, she wanted to say, but refrained. âI was asking Debbie.â The tension returned, and the table fell silent as Joe Sampleâs piano serenaded in the background.
Debbie turned her glare away from Allison and began to speak. âVictoria, you know me so well.â Rob took her hand and held it tight. âRobâs promotion is for a position in his companyâs Miami office. Weâll be moving in a few weeks. Itâs all happening so fast. We have to find a new home, and weâll be leaving you guys,â Debbie sighed.
âDebbie,â Tyler said, âyouâve been saying you need a break from teaching, so maybe thisâll be an opportunity for you to do that.