Then, suddenly, as quickly as he had appeared, he disappeared. I slowly made my way back into the ballroom, where I found Sammy standing at the food t...ble, along with two day-laborers.“Where did you go?” Sammy asked as I waddled up to the food bar.“I had to take care of some personal business,” I replied, proffering a wink.Sammy simply looked at me in silence.“Sorry I wasn’t there for you,” Sammy said.“That’s OK,” I replied. “I needed a little 'me' time.”The next day, I was still sore from the. " Oh! I had a dreamy you made bacon," I said, because I had."Oh, yeah, I did!" She exclaimed. "Want some?"And the kitchen did smell like bacon. But I was sure it hadn't a moment before. Mom hadn't made bacon since dad's heart attack two years ago. But she presented me a plate of the stuff like it was perfectly normal.And it could have been normal, I guess. But it wasn't. I was sure of that.I sat there eating bacon and drinking coffee and not enjoying nearly as much as I should have. Something. Girlfriend? Assistant? Lover? Girl that fucks me in front of my wife? The list goes on.“Evening, I’m Layla Finch,” she shakes hands with the four men at our table, “I’m Scott’s -““Girlfriend,” I interject unsure what came over me. She smiles and we sit and as the night goes on we get to know everyone. As the night goes on I notice the waiter keeps bringing her drinks without her having to ask. I notice women glaring at her and men subtly checking her out as she leaves for the bathroom.“So,. "Huh?" He didn't look away from the screen."Is that Fortnite?" Yeah." He shrugged."Want me to hand you your arse at it?" In the reflection of the screen,I could see he was smiling.He passed me the controller. "I think you have that backwards. I'll behanding you your ass." He went a little red around the ears when hesaid 'ass'. And he was right. Five times in a row. Around game four, Ithought I'd got the hang of it only in game five to realise he'd beenholding back.As I threw down the controller.