The affair

Eleven

Jon left after his shower and I nervously got ready for my lunch date with Ella and I was now wishing I did what Jon told me to do and that was not to answer the phone.

I received the text from Ella telling me where to meet her for lunch and i arrived walking in looking around until a waiter walks up to me.

"Libby Mitchell" he smiled "your the last person I expected to see, big fan of the show"

"Thanks means a lot, I think there's someone here waiting for me" I said.

"Name?" He asked me.

"Ella, Ella Bernthal" I said to him, saying her name literally made me feel sick.

"Yeah this way" he said getting me to follow him, as we approached the table I see Ella sitting at the table she sees me and gets up greeting me in a hug I hold my breath hoping I had sprayed enough perfume on myself so she couldn't smell a whiff of Jon on me.

"I'm glad you could make it at such short notice" she said sitting back down pointing to the chair opposite her.

"Oh it's fine it nice to see you" I smiled sitting down hearing my phone beep from inside my handbag I pull it out seeing Jon had texted me.

'Just keep ya cool act normal, you can do this.. I love you'

I try to hide my smile as I read it before deleting the text from Jon as a waitress comes over asking us what drinks we wanted.

When she left Ella and I sit there in silence for a few minutes till I break it
"So how's the kids? Who's looking after them?" I asked with a smile.

The waitress puts our drinks in front of us and I thank her before she walks off.

"Jon has them" Ella replied as she picked up her drink I nodded picking up mine to taking a mouthful "I think Jon's having an affair!" Ella said staring at me over her glass.

I almost choke on my drink as I tried to swallow, I swallowed the liquid with great difficulty as I put my glass down.

"What makes you think that? I asked her putting my hands under the table as I played with my fingers nervously.

"Well lots of things but the big one is he didn't come home last night, he didn't call to say where he was didn't even bother to answer his phone this morning when I called"

"Where did he say he was?" I asked her as I sat there hands still under the table wishing that I hadn't answered the phone this morning and made this stupid lunch date.

"He come home and told me he fell asleep at Normans house, I rung Norman and asked him if Jon had been there"

An extremely big nervous knot built in my stomach and I felt sick "what did Norman say?" I asked her trying to act normal but I swear I looked guilty.

"Norman said Jon had been there and not to worry" I look at Ella shocked but relieved that Norman did that.

"Well if Norman said that then you don't have to worry, Jon was at Normans no affair going on" I said looking at her hoping we could now change the subject.

"Jon and I haven't had sex in months, he won't kiss me he won't touch me. So sit there and tell me that my husband isn't banging some tart, you know Jon, you have for years there's no way he could go three months without pussy" her voice was slightly raised as she was extremely upset.

I sit there looking around the restaurant hoping no one just heard all that, I quickly think over what Jon said I had to try and change her mind.

"Look Ella, listen to me, Jon he isn't having an affair, you and them children are his life, back when i spent time with him in London you and the kids was all he spoke about" I said leaning over touching her hand feeling sick and more so with what I was about to say to her "he loves you a lot I know he does"

"Well what shall I do then?" She asked me.

"Show him what his missing, maybe have date night, hell I will even look after the kids for you so you both can go out" I said mentally kicking myself for offering.

"You would do that for us?" Ella asked me.

"Sure" I nodded with a fake smile "course I would, I love ya both"

I sit at the table feeling the urge to escape and kept thinking over excuses in my head but I couldn't find it in me I sat there eating lunch giving Ella advice on how to win Jon's attention back on her.. Would I end up regretting it?