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“I thought I was qualified to do that.” She said sarcastically. “I need you to reschedule the rest of my day.”
“Why, did you get married?”
“No, but we’re planning our engagement party.”
“Really, and when and where are we having our party?”
“Not sure, that’s what we’re having lunch about. Where do you suggest we have our party?”
“The roof top at the Gramercy Park.”
“Really? Well, I’ll be sure to let Sean know you like his choice.”
“In that case, I’ll give you today off.”
“I appreciate that, thank you.” She laughed. “I’ll see you tomorrow, bye.”
“Bye.”
She set her phone to vibrate and began looking over the menu when she sensed someone standing in front of her. She looked up from her menu and saw someone she hadn’t seen in almost a year.
“I saw you walk in and you owned the room. There’s not a woman in here that can hold a candle to you. You’re still as sexy as I remember.”
The sound of his voice made her ears bleed. She looked right through him, searching the restaurant for Sean. Kyla stared at the man speaking to her. She figured when she walked out on Eric, she would never have to see him again. However, she didn’t bother to clear that with God.
She should have known God wasn’t going to let her start her new life without hammering the last nail in the coffin of her old one. She understood she couldn’t move forward without completely closing the door on the past, but why would God choose today for her to have this encounter? This was the day she and Sean had set aside to start celebrating the next step in uniting their lives.
Scratch that. It wasn’t unfinished business from God, but a temptation from the devil. One last attempt to get her to change her mind, to slip back into her old ways.
Sure, shortly after dumping Eric she had had a few rough nights there when she missed the touch of his hands traveling along her body, and the feel of his hard body pressing against hers. But her support group and learning to redirect her attention, and spending more time with God got her through those rough months.
Now, looking at Eric standing before her, she wondered how she could have been so dumb. Seeing him with a fresh pair of eyes and a new spirit, she pitied him. She thought, it’s one thing to lie to your wife, it’s a whole other level of deceit to lie to your mistress. How can you lie to the person who is helping you create a lie? Not only did he lie to her about his relationship with Olivia, he lied to her about his relationship with G
od. Telling her that God was fine with what they were doing, and that he had a tight relationship with God. He even went so far as to blame her for his having to go to church, saying, “Since you wouldn’t marry me, I have to do what my wife wants, and she wants us to go to church every week.” Just another one of the many lies he told her during their relationship.
His sneering made her feel dirty. It was like he was replaying one of their trysts in his mind. “You look good.” He waited for her to respond. “Do you mind if I sit down?” He walked around the table to slip into the booth.
“Yes, I do.”
He backed up defensively. “Okay, I get it. I’ve missed you.” He waited for a response to his lame apology, but she didn’t say anything. He tried another approach, “I’m sorry.”
“I’m glad you know that.”
“I’ve missed your mouth.” He smiled as he licked his lips. “I mean your sense of humor.” He tried laughing off his poor joke. “Olivia knows all about us so…and I haven’t found anyone who can satisfy me like you did.”
She wanted to throw up. The nerve of this man standing in the middle of a five star restaurant propositioning her.
“I still have the apartment. What do you say sexy, what do I have to do to get you back into our bed?”
“Become someone else.”
“Oh, role playing, I can do that.” He looked like a dirty old man salivating at the site of something he wanted, but knew he couldn’t handle. “I heard you found God.” She didn’t blink. “You know, just because you’re playing the church girl role, doesn’t mean you and I can’t play.”
Kyla’s eyes lit up, and a smile covered her face. Eric stood up straight, thinking he had worn her down. She looked passed him to the tall, dark, athletic, sexy gentleman…her protector, her fiancé. He looked regal walking towards her in the beautiful grey mohair suit she helped him pick out. As Sean got closer to the table, her smile grew wider.
“Excuse me.” The sound of Sean’s voice soothed her spirit.
Eric turned to see who was trying to get his attention.
