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“No kidding, huh?”
She agreed and I said something like an idiot about how I might show up. I didn't want her thinking that I was going just for her, but that was exactly what I was doing. I wanted to see her and Barry fail. She deserved better, different, more. I didn't like the idea of the two of them together. It kind of made me sick to my stomach. What had I expected though? I had known that this was going to happen. There was no other choice after all.
I got off the phone with her and decided that it was time to get ready to go out. I thought about finding a date to go with me. It wouldn’t be too hard, with the way I looked and what I did for a living. I thought about it but decided against it. It probably wouldn't make her jealous like I was hoping for. It would probably just make everything more complicated. That was the last thing that I needed.
I got to the fair a little after dark and my eyes were at once searching out Beatrice. I needed her so badly, I just had to figure out a way to convince her that we were supposed to be together.
Ever since we went swimming together, I couldn't get her hot little body out of my mind. I wondered if that was the whole reason. It felt like it. Like she was just messing with my head because it gave her something to do. Not that she needed to work hard to drive me wild. Now she was going out with other guys from work, and I didn’t like it one damn bit. Was she still just trying to play with me?
* * *
I caughtsight of her not too far from where I came in the entrance and sure enough, she was standing there with Barry. I just couldn't believe it. I was trying hard to not let the sight of the two of them together get to me, but it was impossible. I didn't know why, but it felt like I’d lost my moment.
My first instinct was to go right up to her. We had a lot to talk about and obviously I was better company than that guy. That's what it felt like too. If I could just get in front of her, the two of us would see how good we were together and that would be that. It was the perfect scenario in my mind anyway. I knew that it wouldn’t actually come to pass.
I had kissed her with all the desire I had, and she had not felt much of anything. That was hard to admit, especially when my track-record with women was so different than how it had all worked out with Beatrice. I could make a woman beg for it within seconds, but Beatrice was unfazed. That was shocking, considering I was beside myself with need and desire over it. Beatrice couldn’t be bothered.
It made sense to hang back at first because I wanted to see if they were having a good time. I watched him to see if he’d mess up and drive Beatrice right back to me. Beatrice felt so close in one respect and so far away in another.
I couldn't even walk up to her, tell her how I felt, how I needed her. I couldn't say any of that. Instead, I was forced to watch from the sidelines and that wasn’t anywhere near where I wanted to be.
Several times I told myself that I was going to leave, but it never happened. I stayed at the fair for almost an hour, watching one of my coworkers try so damn hard to seduce the girl of my dreams. To say that I was watching every moment with them would probably be an understatement. There was something worse to being on the sidelines. It hurt to watch them.
I must have gotten sloppy because the next thing I knew, I heard my name being said out loud. She wasn't supposed to see me though. She wasn't supposed to know I was here. Beatrice was not going to take too kindly to this. I knew that much.
I had said that I might show up, I just didn't think that I would be caught doing it.
I said hello to Barry, and he was not happy to see me. He had a grim look on his face, like I was there to take his woman. He was probably a little closer to the truth than I was willing to admit. It had nothing to do with me being here for any other reason. I was just here for her.
“How are you liking the fair so far?”
“It's nice. They have big festivals and stuff in the city, but nothing is quite like this. I’ve always loved all of our fairs and such.”
I laughed. I’d always thought of Jericho as quaint, but I guess some parts of it weren’t.
I was talking about the short man next to her. He was not at all up to par with who Beatrice needed in her life. Beatrice needed a real man, not some sort of grunt. I wasn't even going to entertain the idea. It was laughable.
Barry was looking around, obviously wondering what I was doing there. I should have politely said that I had things to do because I did, but I didn't. Why would I be here, if not for Beatrice? It had always been about Beatrice.
“I saw the Gravitron over in the corner. You used to love that ride.”
That got a smile from Beatrice and a groan from Barry. When he started to make a comment about how he didn't like it, I jumped in and told Beatrice that I would be more than happy to take her. She was nervous about going with me, but I told her there was nothing to worry about.
“I will be right there with her, Barry. She will be just fine,” I told him, though he didn’t seem to take much comfort from my words. He shouldn’t. If I had a chance with Beatrice, I was going to take it. I was done waiting on the sidelines.
“Don't think I don't know what you're doing,” Beatrice told me as we waited in line for the ride. She knew what I was doing, I hadn’t even tried to hide it. I liked that she knew, and she still came with me. That meant something, right?
I looked at her as innocently as I possibly could and basically told her that I didn't know what she was talking about. She clicked her tongue and said that I was never that good of a liar.
“Beatrice, what do you want me to admit?”
“I want you to admit that you did that, just so we could be alone.”
I scoffed, “You think quite highly of yourself, don't you?” I said with a grin. Beatrice was no longer smiling.
She looked at me with a dirty look. “You're not as slick as you think you are. I can see right through you, Jeff.”
“Not as slick, huh?”
