Work Before Play

Home Sweet Home

We all sat down. Mark's mother taking head of the table, Thomas taking across from me, and Mark sitting by my side, separating his mother and I.

We ate in silence until Mark's mother cleared her throat. I could've swore I heard Mark sigh slightly.

"So, Mark. Is there a reason you have been hiding Lydia from me?" And the awkward dinner table talk was starting off like a rocket.

"No, Mom. I employed her, I did not want Lydia to think I was using her or would withhold her compensation if she did not return the feelings. And when she did seem to like me, I just wanted to take things slow." He plopped a piece of carrot into his mouth.

"Lydia, what did you think of Mark when you met him?" She turned to me.

"I, uh. I thought he was genuinely nice and polite. He was very funny and goofy."

"So you like his goofiness?"

"Yes," I looked to Mark who was nervous watching between his mother and I. "His humor is what I think I need to balance out my dry workaholic personality." I said with a laugh. I drew Mark's hand into mine.

"Oh, you are an absolute doll, not dry in a sense, dear!" His mother cooed to me.

"Thank you." I said politely but I really wanted out of the situation so I turned my attention to Thomas. "Tom, what do you do for a living?"

Tom droned out about his comic career that was actually quite unique. The dinner ended without a hitch. Mark explained to his mother that he and I would be out tonight, which I was completely left out of the loop on. We put away everything and cleaned up before Mark lead me to the room we would be staying in.

Once he lead me, he closed and locked the door. I turned to see a devious smile on Mark's face.

"What?" I said cautiously.

"Remember when I said to bring fancy clothes?" His smirk widening.

"Yes...?" I slowly answered.

"Get dressed I am taking you our for a treat." Mark grabbed his bag and went to the bathroom.

I pulled out a royal blue dress and black heels. The dress had one sleeve, long with chic cut outs down the arm that looked like bows. The rest of the dress was semi loose and had a wide swooping back that just began cover the  small of my back.

Mark then came out of the bathroom with a black button down and black dress pants on. He had a matching royal blue tie on. His mouth dropped when he saw me. I was looking at him from the vanity mirror, his eyes were locked to my back side.

"Oh this is going to be a long night." He said groaned and shifted his pants slightly to conceal a hard on he was getting.

"Where are we going?" I asked smirking at how I could make him so turned on.

"Out." He replied curtly, grabbing the keys and shuffling me out to Tom's car.

After driving for almost 40 minutes we pulled in front of a gorgeous bungalow.

"This is Wade's house. And he is having a party for us." Mark said smiling at me and kissing my cheek leaning over the driver side.

"Why a party for us?" I was insanely confused.

"Because, it is our six month anniversary and for some reason Molly and Wade insist on throwing a classy party for us." He said shrugging.

I face palmed myself after hearing his words. "I'm sorry Honey that I didn't remember it was our six months."