The Writer's Mistress

Chapter 6 -You're running through my mind...-

"You're running through my mind..."

The morning light wakes me. I look over to see that Edmond isn't in bed with me. My bed is too comfortable for me to move right now, so I think I'll stay for a few more minutes. Reaching over for my phone, I see I have a text from Edmond.

"Went out for breakfast with the kids, Enjoy some alone time. See you later. 😘"

It's nice knowing he did that for me. With a big smile on my face knowing I have the house to myself; I stretch out across the bed enjoying the silence. I think I'll jump in the shower first & then enjoy breakfast in front of the tv. As I go over that list of things I'd like to do with my time, I can't help but think that maybe I could text Eli. Or maybe I should delete his number all together. Maybe right now Edmond and I are just going through a rough patch. Being together for long, I guess that how things work out. I shove all my thoughts aside.

Shut up brain not right now.

A hot shower later while blasting my favorite tunes put me in a spirited mood. I settle down into the sofa with my coffee in hand. Enjoying my own company, and listening to some jazz; I can feel the temptation seeping in. I grab my phone and take the leap.

"Hey Eli, it's Anais. How are you?"

I press send and to my surprise I receive a reply quickly.

"Took you long enough..."

"I wasn't sure if I should even text you."

"Then why did you?"

When asked this question, I hesitate for a moment. I know why, because I want him. I want him to touch me, grab my body in an authoritative, passionate and desperate way. I want him to be obsessed with me. The thought alone has my heart racing. But I can't tell him that, can I? I can feel myself grinning from ear to ear from the image of us. I decide I'm going to be brave and text him exactly that, just when Edmond and the kids walk through the door. I shove my phone back in my pocket and greet them with a smile.

"Hey, my love how are you doing?" I kiss each of the kids as they run pass me to the TV. "We're good, breakfast was great. I'm just going to shower right now. I have to get ready for the game with the guys."

"Ah, game? What game?" thrown off by his mention of this outing. "Yeah, I'm going to an afternoon game with Mike and the guys. Remember I told you the other night..." He continues to rush by me, and I follow. "No, I don't remember you telling me this."

"But I did. So please don't start a fight with me over this" he says in an aggressive tone. "I'm not trying to start a fight with you, I'm just confused because I don't remember this so-called conversation."

"Well, whether or not you remember, it happened and I'm going!" Edmond races up the stairs to our bedroom. I stand there for a moment unhappy with our interaction. I feel gutted. I peak over to the other room to check on the children being fully aware that they probably just heard their father being rude to me. But I can see clearly, they're unfazed by his behavior and are completely enamored by their cartoon.

As I sit at the kitchen table waiting for Edmond, he comes charging down the stairs, dressed from head to toe in his New York Giants team gear. "I'll probably be late tonight and have dinner with the guys, so don't wait up for me." He plants a kiss on the top of my head and walks over to the kids to do the same. He takes one last look at himself in the mirror to make sure he dressed in his best jersey, khakis & cap; he places his phone and wallet in his pockets and walks out the door.

I was under the impression that we could spend some time together, just him and I. Having the day start off the way that it did, I was going to suggest an evening out with him. Call me crazy but I wanted to try. I spend a few minutes going back and forth with my feelings. I love Edmond but I'm not happy.

I want to be happy.

I grab my phone and decide I'm going to text Eli; because if Edmond doesn't want me, I know someone who does.

"I want to see you."

2 minutes pass by before Eli texts me back.

"Meet me at Rosette on Cedar St @ 8pm. Wear a black dress."

I agree and immediately set a plan in motion for tonight. I'll have to call up my mom and ask her to watch my darling children. I'll have to tell her I just need a night out; that I want to go watch a movie and maybe take myself out to dinner. This will give me a couple of hours. Of course I'll have to change in the car. Dressing like a high-priced whore will get her talking.

I get myself together like I normally would after I have fed the kids their dinner. I'm keeping my makeup light, and my hair is loose around my face. I pack a bag with my best heels. Ones I haven't worn in a while but nevertheless still a timeless classic heel. I reach into my closet and pull out an old dress that I know hugs my curves just right and emphasizes my chest. My femininity is coming out tonight. I haven't gone out and dressed up in ages. It'll feel great to feel like a desirable woman again.

I sneak my after hours to go bag in the car just before my mother arrives. After going over rules and bedtimes with my mother; I kiss the boys one by one goodbye and hop into my car. Not knowing exactly what's going to happen this evening but I welcome the unpredictability.

I park across the street from the restaurant. The neighborhood is charming and very clean, telling me this must be a high-end neighborhood. I'm quick to dress up in the car; paranoid someone passing by might see me. I step out of the car putting on my heels and giving myself a once over in the rearview mirror, I can't help but think...

Damn I look good.

One foot in front of the other I inch my way to the beautifully lit restaurant. It's giving all the romantic vibes. The dark but elegant color scheme is delightful, this place reeks of class. Small flowers and vines drape across the walls and I'm in awe. I've never been or seen such a place quite like this.

I walk up to the host, and he kindly greets me. He leads me to the table where Eli is waiting for me. As we approach the table Eli's eyes meet mine. He's smiling with a glow in his manner. For a moment time has taken a step back and it lets us sit in it. Everything has slowed. I push my hair back behind my ear and I can feel my stomach fluttering.

As I get to the table Eli stands up, pulls back the velvet lace draping and greets me. "I'm glad you made it." He grabs my hand and lays a kiss on it. He steps aside to let me into the booth of our table and then slides in right next to me. I start to wonder can he sense my nervous energy.

"You can relax. I've already ordered us some wine." He hands me the glass and he holds his up next to mine.

"To a fine evening." Looking directly into each other eyes warmly, I add to his toast.

"To us"