Do You Love Me, James Taylor

Girl's Night Part 1

(James)

"So what's this project on again?" I asked as we walked inside the hut I had built with all equipment necessary to complete any Chem project

"Unit and measurement, A hundred and fifty questions, multiple-choice paper, it is pass-fail. If we get ten wrong, we fail," she said

"That shouldn't be too hard I'll take the first seventy-five you take the last."

"Fine," she said before we started

(Trudy)

I had just finished setting everything up for girls' night when my husband suddenly came home

"Trudy, have you seen James?" he asked

"He's out"

"Out? Where did he go?" he asked

"He's throwing a party for Carlos' birthday on the beach" I answered, taking the pies out of the oven

"Oh, I absolutely love parties. I wonder if he'd mind his old man being there" he said

"Hugh, he's a teenage boy, he doesn't need nor want his father by his side, especially at a party. Not that you've even been there as of late," I said, putting the tray on the table

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked

"Nothing," I said passive-aggressively

"No, you definitely meant something"

"Fine, it means you've been disappearing in and out of town for four years," I said going back into the kitchen

"Seriously, I'm not getting into this again, I can't deal with you starting arguments right now," he said

"Me starting arguments?! I wouldn't have to start arguments if you just tell me what you're doing on your trips. Because it sure as hell ain't a business," I cursed

"Then what is, huh? Tell me what the hell you think I'm doing. Am I sneaking off with some woman? Is that what you think I'm doing?" He said angrily

"YES!!" I yelled

"Well, I'm not. I'm making money so we can keep living in this house and you can keep your little shop open. Not everyone is like you Trudy," he said before I slapped him

"You're so full of it. My 'little shop' is doing just fine, thank you," I said

"Yes, keep telling yourself that," he said sarcastically

"Fine, then look me in my eyes and tell me you haven't slept with any other woman," I said

"What?"

"You don't think I've noticed Hugh, you haven't looked me in the eye for four years. So come on, do it, look me in my eyes and say 'Trudy, or Sugar, I haven't slept with anyone on any of my business trips'. Come on, say it!" I said. He stood up straight and tried looking me directly in the eyes. I wasn't sure if I was imagining it, but I could see him shake a little

"You know what, this is ridiculous, I'm getting out of here. Enjoy your little girl's night," He said storming out of the house

'How does he know about girl's night?' I thought to myself knowing I had never told him about it. About ten minutes after I had calmed myself down again, I heard a knock on the door so I opened it and was happy to see it was the other girls

"So nice to see you girls could make it," I said smiling, before going to the fridge for some much-needed champagne

"Trudy, I absolutely love what you've done with the place. That expansion was the best idea you've thought of in years," Martha said as I got out of the kitchen handing out champagne glasses and putting down the snacks. Martha Stewart, my friend since high school, recently had gotten plastic surgery and though I know I shouldn't say it; it was much needed