Prompt: Write a scene in which a person is leaving a restaurant with her husband and bumps into a former lover. What words are exchanged or not exchanged? What do her body positions say? (For the sake of this prompt, I am changing husband to fiancee and former lover will remain the same)
It was a night of celebration, albeit a meager one. With a smile and a blush, Annamarie let her fiancee toast her success, the day care she’d be starting soon enough. It had taken her so long to get things up and running, but she had done it. The pride that she felt was a small emotion in comparison to the warmth of Marcus’ gray green eyes. e was proud of her. She knew she shouldn’t have her cheeks flare up with color, however, it was a habit. She always blushed, especially when put in the spot light. He toasted her and she graciously accepted, before leaning upwards and giving him a kiss.
Their dinner, at the fancy little Italian place an hour away, had been divine. Next, Marcus had promised her they’d stop at the chocolate shop before they left for home, perhaps even the bookstore. Her soon to be husband knew not to tempt her with books, or they’d never leave. The dinner was exquisite, she had dressed for the occasion. Her blonde hair spilled around her bare shoulders, the purple dress bringing easy color to her pale skin. Annamarie had even worn high heels, something she only did once in a blue moon. Stumbling on her higher than normal footwear, Marcus caught her and helped her into the champagne colored coat. Once outside, she stumbled again, but not into Marcus’ strong and steady embrace.
Laughing, she spoke before looking up. “I’m so sorry! I’m a bit of klutz!” With another giggle she looked up, only to have the color washed from her face. It was David. Stepping back, she did her best to keep herself away from him.
“Anna? Is that you?”
“It would seem that way wouldn’t it. How have you been David?”
“Been worse I suppose, but you wouldn’t know about that would you? You look amazing after all.” His eyes slunk over her body and Annamarie felt more than a sense of revulsion. This man had used her in a scheme that had not quite come to fruition. It was something he had always been bitter about. Happy to feel Marcus’ body behind her, she spoke.
“Thank you. I believe you remember my fiancee Marcus?”
Staunchly, both men both shook hands. It was a battle to the death with that one handshake. However, Marcus was not only taller, but a lot stronger than her former lover. Feeling safer already, Annamarie started to make excuses for them to go. Marcus obliged her and they left the scene. Muttering as they left, she pushed the thought of the her ex lover out of her mind.
David was not so lucky in removing the thoughts of that lady out of his head. She had looked amazing. Older yes, but a classy older. She looked as though she had come into her own. He wondered if she still spent too much time on her make up, or if she was wearing tights with those heels. Knowing her love for romance, she was probably wearing garters and thigh highs. Sneaking a peak, he hoped to see any lingering glances by her. Just one lingering glance and he’d go back to her.
They were not even on the street anymore. David sighed and pushed forward, looking for the liquer store. Suddenly, he wasn’t so sure about ending his night sober. Not with thoughts of Annamarie, his former lover, dancing about in his head.