When I’m not with him it feels like I’m missing something, a
limb maybe or my clothes, like in that dream when you are naked in a shopping
centre. I’ve never felt like this
before, even when I was married briefly in college.
The weekends are the worst.
Weekdays are a good mix between spending time together and having the
space to think about him. My favourite
is to imagine things between us as I know they’ll develop in the future. A house, nice car, maybe a couple of cute children
that wouldn’t look out of place on an advert, a shaggy white dog. Our wedding will be intimate, in a country
church, with few family and only very close friends. I don’t want to share that special day with
any more people than I have to. It’s
more important to us to be married than to have the dream big white wedding.
I caught him looking at me and that’s how it all
started. That’s when I knew he felt the
same as I do. He came out of his office,
tapped his fingers on the doorframe and walked towards the photocopier on some
pretext or other. The copier is near my
desk and he didn’t even have anything with him.
He caught my eye, gave a funny little smile and scuttled back into his
office. I made a special effort from
then on, an extra spray of Angel, a plunging neckline to show off my
assets. True, he tried to avoid me to
seem professional, but you’d expect that from the big boss. But I knew he’d noticed and I’m pretty sure
he appreciated it.
Bumping into each other in that Tesco Express was a bit of
luck and I could tell that he wanted to stop and talk, but there was someone
waiting in the car so he hurried off. I’ve
seen him there a few times since, but I’ve been keeping an eye out at a few of
the other stores too and he might have switched to a different one. I’m not surprised, they run out of stuff
quite early on, it’s so popular there.
On the weekends he’s with her. I followed them in town once and she’s really
not very pretty. They have a kid, ugly
too, and I bet she trapped him on purpose.
I can’t see why he’d be with her otherwise, but it is just like him to
try and be honourable. I think the
sooner he tells her about us the better.
It’ll just be harder on her if he waits.
She’s started giving him lifts to and from work, so I think she must
have an idea. He used to drive in and
come out after work on a Friday, but she’s put a stop to all that.
He’s up for promotion soon and that will mean less time
together, but it’ll be worth it. He’ll
be up 2 floors but there are always support jobs coming up, so I’ll let him
settle in and get myself moved too. It’ll
be so lovely. I can’t wait for the next
stage in our lives to begin.
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