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Chapter Seven
James gets home and the first thing he notices is the elegant set-up of the dining table. The wine glasses are out along with their most expensive china plates. Several candles are lit in the center of the dining table and Ericka is wearing an elegant, black dress.
"Wow, honey. What's the occasion?," he asks, loosening his tie.
"We're having company," she says, with a smirk on her face.
"Oh, yeah? Are you parents in town?" he asks confusedly.
"No. Not my parents."
"Then who?" he asks, removing his shoes and socks.
"Nadine."
James face suddenly changes and Ericka quickly notices. His face becomes flushed and his voice becomes a little shaky, with him constantly clearing his throat. He looks nervous and Ericka can see it.
"Uhm, Nadine?" he asks.
"Yes. Nadine Lustre. Your partner," she says, emphasizing the word "partner".
"Does she know?" he thinks to himself. "Does she know about me and Nadine?"
He quickly brushes off that thought of his mind, and tries to act normal and calm.
"You never told me how hot she was," she teases, giving James a devilish smile.
"Uhm. I don't-"
"Come on. You gotta admit, she is hot. I've never met a lawyer as hot as she is. Or at least not anyone you've worked with," she says.
"Where's Sibelle?" he asks, changing the subject.
Ericka can see how uncomfortable James is, and his reaction adds to the fuel of her suspicions. "She's upstairs watching TV."
"I'm going to go get her," he says, making his way out of the kitchen.
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It's a little past 8:00 when the doorbell finally rings. James tries to get it but Ericka grabs his wrist and insists to get it.
James heart is pounding so fast and he is sweating profusely.
"Hi, welcome. You look beautiful," Ericka says smiling.
"Come on in."
"Thanks, Ericka"
Ericka leads the way and Nadine follows closely behind.
"Your house is beautiful," she says.
"Thanks."
They walk into the kitchen and James quickly sees Nadine.
Nadine's wearing an elegant red dress, cut just above her kness. Her hair is in perfect waves and with light make-up on.
James can't take his eyes off her. "She looks so beautiful," he thinks to himself.
"Hi, James," she says, flashing him a smile.
James finds her smile very sexy and he tries so hard to hide his excitement. He knows Ericka is closely watching their interaction so he needs to be very careful.
"Have a seat," says James.
Ericka watches the two of them very carefully. She pays close attention to their body language: the way they look at each other, the way they talk or the way they glance at each other when she pretends to be not looking.
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