meet you and Beth. He seems to be excited about it.”
“Well, if things don’t work out, I think I know someone who might be interested in taking his place.”
Then we heard Phoebe’s voice over the microphone. I was really growing fond of Phoebe.
“I would like to play this song for my two best friends in the world. Come dance with me sisters!”
Over the sound system the song “Escape (The Pina Colada Song)” played. Everyone exited the dance floor, and the three ladies walked toward the center of the floor. It was cute because each one of them was tipsy and in a good mood, which equaled entertainment.
Once the words started, you couldn’t even hear Rupert Holmes over the three loud voices of the girls. Wow, Beth could not sing. It amazed me how on Stevie Nicks’ slow songs she sounded delightful, but everything else, well, what could I say?
They danced, sang, and laughed. I caught Berg videoing it from his phone. I didn’t have to worry about that because I paid a pretty penny to have someone video the highlights of the wedding and the after-party.
Seeing Beth out there smiling and dancing made me so happy. I hadn’t gotten to see this carefree version of my Beth before and I loved it. I heard someone call my name and I turned. It was Berg and now he was videotaping me.
“You look happy,” Berg shouted over the music.
“I am. I am very happy,” I told him and his phone.
“It looks good on you.”
“What? Happiness?” I looked at him, not wanting to miss a moment of the entertainment that my wife and her girlfriends were giving to the wedding party.
“No…love.”
I turned to him. He was dead serious. I was taken aback again at how astute Berg was. “Thanks buddy…thanks.” I looked back to the girls and smiled.
Chapter 17 – Beth
After we left the wedding party, Roman drove us home. Our home. We decided to go home for the night rather than stay in a hotel. I felt good. I had drank a little too much, but it was wearing off.
“It’s weird, isn’t it?” I asked him.
“What?”
“Us having fun and not having to worry about the kidnappers coming downstairs to ruin it.”
“See, that is why we will last forever. Because we had fun with each other during one of the darkest times in our lives. Now, our future is bright!”
“Will we have to wear shades?”
Roman smiled at me and got out of the CRV. He walked around to my side. Roman and I had developed this little game. We both loved music and since we were the same age, we were familiar with the same songs. When one person said a famous line of a song, the other had to catch it and make a reference in return. So far, neither of us had ever been stumped.
He opened my side of the vehicle, took my hand, and helped me out. He was smiling. He unlocked and opened the front door before he turned to me and scooped me up so he could carry me over the threshold. I giggled the whole way and then I remembered something.
“Your back!”
“My back is fine. I haven’t had any trouble out of it since the detox.”
“That’s fantastic!” I kissed him.
He shut the door with his foot, and I took the keys and locked the door while still in his arms. He walked me straight to the bedroom.
“Are you in a hurry, Mr. Reed?”
“Uh yeah, I haven’t been with you in more than three weeks. It feels wrong, not being with you for so long.” He looked as though he’d just figured that out. He put me on my feet carefully. Then he turned on the lamp to the dimmest setting.
“Did I tell you how beautiful you looked tonight?” Roman said.
I laughed and he walked back toward me.
“Yes, a couple of times. Are you going to sing ‘Wonderful Tonight’ to me?” I smiled.
He smiled and then he started singing it to me. It was amazing to have a husband who could sing any song at my request. We danced for a while, and when he finished singing, he kissed me. It was a hungry kiss.
He took off his suit quickly and laid the pieces on the chair in the corner. He wore only his boxer briefs. I felt nervous all of a sudden. I wasn’t sure why. He kissed me and I kissed him back. His hands went to the back of my dress and he started to