Perfect disguise by Elizabeth A (speld decodable readers .txt) 📗

Dominic.

Diana's launching event was very successful. They made huge sales and signed a lot of deals with various stores and companies. I was so happy for her and I was glad to be with her in one of the most important days of her life. Life was too short so I wanted to be there in every step of hers. 

The company had organized a promotional party for those of us who was assigned to higher position. I arrived at the venue with Diana, but she left earlier. 

Annie's wedding was in a few days and she had booked a flight to Las Vegas. She went to help Annie in the preparation of the wedding. She was in charge of the bride and bride maids clothes so it was important she there earlier. Besides, she was also one of Annie's bridesmaids. 

At first, I thought I would feel a little hurt at the news of Annie finally getting married to Mr Lawson, but I didn't feel anything. What I felt mostly was guilt.  Ever since Annie rejected me, it had been long since I had spoken to her. I gave myself some space away from her, I needed to heal myself and forget about her. I was beginning to wonder how Annie would feel about my sudden attitude.

I brushed the thought aside and straightened my black woolen suit. Look at me wearing a suit, Diana's fashion taste must be rubbing off on me. 

I would make it up to Annie when I attend her wedding at Las Vegas. Kenneth was the first to approached me, we spoke for a while before the main event of the night began. I spoke with different people and congratulated my fellow colleagues who also got promoted.

Soon, they awarded us and announced our new position. People rose to their feet to acknowledge us. I smiled broadly at the crowd as I walked back to my seat. 

Since the main event of the party was done, music blasted through the venue and I danced a little with my colleagues before going to the bar to get a drink. 

Through the crowd, I saw Chloe standing close to her husband. Our eyes met. I darted my gaze away and focused on the bartender. I gave him my order. The bartender dropped a glass of Sex in the driveway. I stirred the drink as I looked at the dancing crowd. Mr Rodriguez turned to my direction. I dropped the drink and sat upright. 

He stopped by the bar and smiled at me. "You have good taste in drinks," he remarked.

I smiled and held my drink up, it caught the light of the disco light dancing around in the room. "Sex in the driveway tastes exquisite especially when you are in a good mood."

He laughed and patted my shoulder. "Congratulations, you deserve the promotion."

"Thank you sir, I should get you a drink for that," I said cheerfully.

"I don't drink anymore."

"I do drink so you can get me one," Chloe said.

I was so engrossed in my conservation with her husband that I didn't notice her standing close to him. I flagged down the bartender and ordered a Sex in the driveway for her.

The bartender was mixing the drink. Chloe sat down beside me and caressed my lap underneath the stand. I tensed up and maintained a stiff smile on my face as I spoke to her husband.

"Really?" I slapped Chloe's hand away from my thigh. "That's strange since you are aware of all the good drinks."

"You know when I was your age, I did drink a lot, but I guess you just have to drop the habit as you grow older."

I nodded and sipped my drink. The cold sensation shuddered through my body along with Chloe's touch. 

Was she so desperate that she was willing to make a move on me in the presence of her husband?

I nodded, acting oblivious to Chloe's act. "That's true."

Mr Rodriguez smiled at me. "Have a lot of fun, but make sure you don't get yourself drunk."

"I will take note of that." 

Chloe's hand moved up my thigh and fiddled with my belt. I slapped her hand away. I was so glad when she grabbed the drink I ordered and left with her husband.

After spending some alone time at the bar, I went to ease myself in the restroom. I was about to leave when I heard a muffled sob coming from the entrance. I walked around the corner and saw Chloe leaning over the sink. I stood still and observed her for a moment. Her shoulder trembled and she seemed to be fighting back her tears. 

She looked okay earlier when I spoke to her husband so I was confused to see her in the condition. I approached her and stretched a handkerchief towards her. She stopped sobbing and tilted her head to look at the handkerchief. 

"Use it to wipe your tears," I told her and placed it in her hand.

She straightened up and carefully dabbed her face. Her makeup was already ruined and ugly lines of mascara ran down her face. She folded the handkerchief in her hand and smiled at me.

"Thanks."

I nodded. I didn't know if it was alright to ask her what was bothering, but I couldn't leave her crying alone in the restroom so I remained standing close to her. This was the problem: I was good at solving errors, but very bad at comforting people, especially someone who I usually avoid.

I scratched my neck and was glad she had stopped crying. 

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