I really must hide this smug face.
In a way I'm quite proud of myself for how I've handled this situation, because what I did and what I wanted to do are two different things. I can't believe how much Kelly's true colours have shone through this weekend.
Finished in the office at five I picked up my things and made my way back to the car. I wish I hadn't agreed to go shopping now, I can't wait to get home and speak to Aston. Throwing my bag on the passenger seat I set off to Tesco hoping I'm going to be no more than an hour, I always have hated this part of owning a home. Half way around and in the frozen isle I picked out a box of ice lollies and a tub of ice cream for an evening treat now and again, walking further up to the pizzas. Concentrating on the list of toppings I suddenly jumped out of my skin and my trolley jerked into me.
"Ey!" I moaned looking up.
Sticking her tongue out Chloe stood in front of me.
"Oh, its you," I chuckled.
"Hello to you too, best friend," she said hugging me, her eyes looking me up and down.
"I know. I've only just finished work, the cupboards are empty and I have a hungry lodger at home."
"But do you know how many calories are in that one pizza?"
"Enough to save me cooking."
Rolling her eyes she reached for some frozen vegetables. I guess she's half way to healthy eating.
"Hows things with that lodger of yours anyway?" she asked.
"Yeah, fine."
"Just fine. Sex should never be just fine."
"It's not," I laughed.
"So.."
"It's just been an eventful weekend that's all."
"What's happened?"
Sighing I shrugged, "Kelly from work is being a bitch, my trip to Essex didn't go to plan and well I suppose things with Aston are getting complicated."
"Woah."
"It's a long story babe, it really is."
"I'll tell you what, what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"I don't have anything planned."
"I'll bring some dinner and a bottle of wine over around six, you can tell me everything then. It sounds like a catch up is needed early."
"It is," I nodded. "Thanks Chloe, you're a good friend."
"I have my moments," she giggled.
"Anyway, I better get going, I told Aston I wouldn't be long."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
Scrapping around the rest of the store I loaded up the car with the carrier bags and made my way home. Now with enough food to feed a whole family I'm determined to cook us a nice meal tonight, maybe spaghetti bolognese. Parking by the front door I opened up the car boot and made a start on unpacking.
"Hey, I'll give you a hand," Aston said rushing over. "I'll tackle the stairs."
"Thank you."
Passing him a few at the top he ran them back up to the flat, luckily ours is on the second floor and not the fourth, so there's not too many flights of stairs to climb.
"That's the last, I can carry this one," I said shutting the boot and locking the car.
"I was expecting you back an hour ago."
"Sorry, I bumped into Chloe and got talking. I didn't realise the time."
"I started to think you really was gunning for Kelly," he chuckled.
"It's safe to say I won that one before it started," I smirked.
"Oooh.."
"I'll tell you over dinner."
After re-stocking the cupboards and laying out all the ingredients I need on the kitchen worktop I changed into something a bit more comfortable for the evening.
"Are you sure you don't want a hand babe?" Aston asked.
"No, I'm fine," I said pouring myself half a glass of wine and opening Aston a beer. "I need this," I smiled.
"Hard day?"
"Hmm," I mumbled in the glass.
"You didn't cause a scene with Kelly did you? I mean, nobody else heard what she was saying."
"No, it wasn't even an argument to be honest. I just gave her an answer back, but a bloody good one."
"It was her who started it then?"
"The second I walked in the door."
He frowned.
"It's alright, I didn't rise to it. I didn't do half the things I wanted to actually."
"I'm glad you didn't, even though she probably deserves it."
"I suppose I didn't help myself though."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Remember last week when we were texting each other at work, those pictures you wanted?"
"Yeah," he grinned.
"I accidentally sent her a text that was written for you."
"Oh, you didn't," he gasped.
"It wasn't a picture or anything, it was just a bit naughty."
"Right."
"I'd convinced her it was for Charlie, but as she was putting her number in your phone Friday night.."
"She read my texts. Fucking hell."
"I knew there was something, I saw her face that night. I tried to talk my way around it today but I had no chance."
"Do you think she will say anything?"
"I don't know, I suppose she's got that against me now."
"But why does she care? I don't get it."
"She's jealous, obviously."
"Hm I suppose, but there's no need."
"I'm in your pants Aston!"
He laughed.
"She's always had a thing for Charlie too."
"It will be alright though won't it? I mean, you said everyone hates Charlie so nobody will care, right?"
"Everything will be fine until Charlie comes home. He's the only one who will care."
"Well lets hope she's forgotten it by then."
I sipped some more wine with as much hope as he's got, very little.
Dinner turning out a lot better than I first thought after burning the mince through talking and distraction, our stomachs are very satisfied. Left over garlic bread plated up on the coffee table with the remaining red wine we're now both completely chilled out on the couch watching a movie on film four.
"Thanks for dinner babe, it was delicious," he smiled.
"That's okay."
"Better than any take away I've had."
"Now that is a compliment," I giggled.
"I think I might join you with this new diet, I need to get back on track. I haven't been to the gym in weeks."
"I'm not going on a diet, I'm just not being so lazy anymore."
"It's not laziness, its connivence."
"Either way," I shrugged.
"So have you got anything for dessert then?"
"Maybe later."
Raising one eyebrow his smile widened, I think he's just as surprised about me saying that as I am. It has been a few days, which to Aston is a long time, and today seems to have cooled the atmosphere, so maybe. Just maybe.
~♥️~
Vote for more. :-)