Chapter 30: Start Of Horror
"Then come hungry," she said.
And she hung up.
The call ended, but the chill in her car lingered like frost on glass. Her fingers returned to drumming the wheel. Not in boredom, no, but in tempo. She was schooling herself to be patient.
...
"You’re going to her?" Linda asked in shock, pulling herself to a sitting position, her dress falling over her shoulder as she pulled it back on. Her voice cracked at the edges, too soft to be a scream, too sharp to be a whisper.
They had something planned. He was supposed to take her to the apartment he said he’d gotten for her –after the lunch with his mother.
But after what happened at the restaurant, with his mother lashing out at both of them and hinting that Anita might be suspecting him of cheating with Linda, saying her hunch as a woman was rarely wrong, David grew cold.
But Linda wanted it to escalate. She didn’t want him to resolve the ’misunderstanding’ with his wife, so she seduced David in the car, knowing he always came undone whenever she touched him. However, just as she thought he’d been seduced, he got off her and called his wife, saying it wouldn’t take a minute.
And now?
"You said you’d stay," she whispered, as if saying it again would glue the moment back together.
David buttoned up his shirt, each click louder than it should’ve been. "After the mess you created, someone needs to clean it up."