Seducing Montreux

Sleeping With a Friend

It had been one of the best Hibachi dinners Roger and I and perhaps even any of us had experienced. I swear, I think Roger and I fell even more in love with each other over dinner. Roger and I had never been one of those huggly, snuggly, couples who doted over one another in public or physically shared our affections much anywhere aside from the times when it was just us...or between the sheets. However, it didn’t mean that we didn’t care and that’s what others had a hard time understanding about us. Chrissie had been telling us for years how bad we were at romance. She was exactly right; we had never been romance people. We had always set the bar high because we, had the track record of having the best physical relationship of damn near anyone.

With that being said, the looks on Mary and Chrissie’s faces were making me a nervous wreck. I kept seeing them sneak glances at one another while I attempted to talk to John and Veronica. While they continued to eye each other, Roger fought with Freddie over Freddie's desire to pay for Roger’s dinner and mine. And Brian...well, he was still fixated on me. He had been throughout the night. I had to do something to divert his stare that I could feel like a weight of bricks.

 "Mary? Care to join me for a cigarette?" Instead of looking at me, she elbowed Chrissie and looked across the restaurant. The smile that was spread over her face could only mean that she was up to no good.

 "Not at the moment, got somethin' else to do instead." She insisted as our waiter approached Roger and I.

 "Here we are! On the house, for the newlyweds. Enjoy!" He told us. The item placed before us had shut Roger up from arguing with Freddie and had positively sent my insides into convulsions. This is precisely what I meant about Roger and I not doing well with romance.

 "Surprise! It's your wedding cake! See, you give this one to Roger and he gives this one to you! You can't have a wedding dinner without cake!" Oooooh Chrissie was so excited. They were two little miniature cupcakes. Only a bite a piece and sitting there on the table menacingly mocking Roger and I. Vanilla cake with a creamy white confectionary icing and edible, glittery white and silver sprinkles that reminded me of all the glitter Freddie threw over his house one New Years Eve. They were adorable...and so very petite. Veronica thought it was the greatest thing ever.

 It wasn’t that Roger and I hadn’t wanted to get married and it wasn’t that we hated weddings. However, we didn’t like the attention…correction…I didn’t like the attention. Hell, Roger was an attention whore anyway and he made up for where I lacked. I didn’t want a piece of paper changing our relationship; changing who we were. And we…didn’t want others treating us differently or viewing us differently because of a legal document. Roger and I didn’t want a bunch of fuss or accolade. We just wanted to keep being us.

 "Okay! We're all waiting! What you do is you cross your wrists and..." John interrupted Mary.

 "Mary, take it done a notch...someone take a Polaroid of this! Look at their faces!" John laughed stupidly, seeing the glare of moderate hate stemming from Roger and I.

 "Oh would you look at that! It's so sparkly, Roger! It's the exact kind of wedding cake you and Lydia hate...but yet, I love!" Freddie remarked.

 "Fine! Fine, I will give this stupid little cupcake to my fuckin' husband. Roger! Look at me!" I insisted, trying to keep from putting this cupcake in a death grip.

 “Hold on, Lyd…let me…god this is ridiculous…” Roger mumbled and intertwined his wrist with mine.

 “Veronica, are you getting this?” John poked Veronica in the shoulder as I could hear the click of the Polaroid camera.

 "Ooooh it's such a happy moment!" Freddie said, putting his arm around Mary. And so, Roger and I very awkwardly took the single bite cupcake from one another. The applause and absurd cheers from John and Freddie turned both Roger and I bright pink. And we were not ones to embarrass easily. Mary and Chrissie ooo’d and aaaah’d at us…damn them….