The woman spoke with an air of arrogance, but Karen was not one to be trifled with.
Competing with other women was not her thing, but she most certainly was not about to let anyone walk all over her.
"If I'm not mistaken, that guy sitting next to you — he your current boyfriend? Or just a... friend with benefits?" The woman's face paled. "l don't love him! He's the one chasing after me! | only came because | thought Jeffrey might show up tonight.” "Ah, better to have a stand-in than an empty seat, huh?" Karen chuckled. "I think I'm starting to see why Jeffrey never made you official." Karen had a way with words that cut deep without resorting to vulgarity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You!" The woman was left red-faced and clearly outmatched by Karen's sharp tongue.
Karen nonchalantly shook the water off her hands, standing beside the woman. Though she was shorter, she carried herself with the stature of someone over six feet tall. "If you're not the chosen one, maybe you should do some self-reflection! Bragging to me about your fling with Jeffrey only proves you're yesterday's news. | knew right away what kind of man Jeffrey was when he chased me. If you think you can make me jealous with that, you're sorely mistaken.” It would be a lie to say Karen was not bothered at all, but to make a scene with Jeffrey over it? To break up with him? That was out of the question.
Karen had left the restroom and was heading back to the party when the woman called out from behind, "Jeffrey's just playing with you, too! You won't end up any better than me! | bet you two won't even make it to the altar!" Her voice was loud, but Karen did not even pause in her stride.
Some people are just not worth the energy.
Back in the private room, Jeffrey was being grilled by his buddies about engagement rumors as Karen walked in. He immediately reached out and pulled her into his embrace. "You upset?" Jeffrey was perceptive enough to pick up on her mood.
"No, just a bit light-headed from the drinks, | guess." "Should we head home then?" "Sounds good." As Jeffrey stood up, their friends teased, “Mr. Turner, when did you become so whipped?” "Come on, Karen, keep this guy in line for us! We love seeing him taken down a peg!" Karen offered a polite smile and walked out.
Behind her, Jeffrey shrugged at his friends. "No trash talk, okay? If my lady gets mad, I'll come after you guys!" Laughter filled the room again.
Outside the restaurant, Jeffrey caught up to Karen with his long strides and naturally took her hand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Feeling really bad? Want me to grab some hangover medicine?" "No, it's not that serious. Just standing out here in the fresh air is helping a lot." Karen looked up at him.
The restaurant's sign cast a light over Jeffrey's head, highlighting his chiseled jaw and making his profile look like a finely crafted sculpture.
He had all the makings of a heartbreaker in every aspect.
Karen knew that past issues needed to be left in the past. Dwelling on them only hurt herself.
"Are you getting lost in my looks?" Jeffrey noticed her gaze and playfully leaned in closer. "Here, take a closer look!" Karen laughed and gently pushed him away. "Let's go home." He flashed an "okay" sign and pressed the car key fob.
She opened the passenger door and settled in, catching a glimpse of Jeffrey's ex rushing out of the restaurant in her peripheral vision.