’ I paused and waited for a reproof for one or both of my friends. None coming, I continued. ‘I blame only myself, I assure you! It is just that B...njamin was gone, and here I am still ever so alone when I had thought Edward and I should be married by now, and Irene did say she had interest in women as well as men…’ My voice trailed away a moment too late as I recalled that she had never told Elizabeth of that matter that I was aware of. But I could not un-ring the bell! ‘Irene said what?!’. .happy, so carefree and honest. I can't chat with my friends in the cafeteria without being interrupted by their howls of laughter. I've never seen so much liveliness clustered in a single place. How I wish I could shut them up for good.Then there's this new guy.He's a mystery.I've interacted once with him on his first day. I wish I had behaved better, instead showing off my bitch persona. He didn't deserve it.He uses aloofness on the exterior as a shield. Underneath his liquid brown eyes,. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the shoulders down, apart from the delicate watch around her left wrist and the fine bracelet she wears on her right wrist. Sometimes she's worn hose or tights or whatever but today her long, muscular legs were bare.I've always been a leg-man. Sure, I like to admire the. The next week was uneventful. There weren’t any snarky comments about Friday night, Jonathon was his normal friendly self, with no innuendos in his conversation.Our love life wasn’t any different than usual, though I think I might have appreciated it a little bit more than usual.Friday morning, Steve asked if I’d be going out with the girls again.“I don’t think so,” I said, “I think I’d rather spend it with you, maybe find something good to watch on Netflix.”Steve looked vaguely.