Chapter13

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When He Returned - Part 13 ....... Wife?
"Eva? .. Eva... EVA.."
I inhaled sharply as I dropped the menu from my sweaty palms.
"Eva are you feeling alright..?" James had his hand clasping my arm as he held me tight as if I was to fall any minute.
I looked up at him a little startled. "What?"
"Aren't you going to order..?" He asked looking at me in search for a response.
I looked back at him then up at the waiter who was standing behind me with a pen and order list ready and waiting patiently. I looked across from me to Michael who sat silently watching me, determinedly. It was all just a dream... A reverie.
Right...?
"James.." I hissed grabbing his arm as I pulled him closer. "I didn't go anywhere did I?"
"Besides the ladies room? no... Not that I'm aware of anyway."
I looked up at him seriously as I moved away straightening myself up. "I'll have a fettuccine chicken Alfredo, and a Laurent Perrier."
"Blanc or-"
"Rose." I interrupted.
"Anything else?"
"That'll be all for now.." I nodded looking down at the table.
It wasn't real.. Thank goodness, it wasn't real. He wasn't married was he? I looked up at him and to his hands which were clasped together rested on the table. His ring finger was bare, contained no evidence of a marriage. But why should I care whether he's married or not?
"Monique, I heard you are conceiving?" I smirked looking up at her as she flushed slightly displaying a shy smile upon her face.

Lunch continued as the drinks and food arrived, everyone chit chatting about business, gossip, family and what not.
Leaning my elbow on the table I rested my head in my hand and took a long sip of the champagne glancing at everyone as they talked.✨

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