Unbroken Promises (22 page)

Susan was watching the way he was rubbing his body against the woman’s and thought she was going to be sick. She couldn’t get over the fact that he knew she was here and didn’t seem the least bit concerned that she might be hurt or mad about what he was doing. If fact, he didn’t even seem to be surprised to see her. She thought he would be furious when he saw her, but it was as if she didn’t matter to him any more. He didn’t even look at her now as he walked back to the table with the woman still on his arm.

She didn’t take him seriously when he said he had had enough before she left to go to the toy party. Maybe she did go overboard in trying to get even with him for letting that twin rub all over him. Heck, he was doing more than that himself right now to the woman on his arm and didn’t care if she saw or not. When they were dancing, the woman’s breasts were rubbing against his chest and he was grinding up against her. “Why didn’t she stop her rebellion and talk to him when he tried to talk to her instead of wanting to hurt him more?” Susan berated herself.

“Oh, good lord, what had she done?” What was so bad, she knew without a doubt, was that, if she walked up to Jordon right now and demanded the woman get off of him, he would tell her it was none of her business—the way she told him before she left to go meet Patty.

A couple of men came up to her and asked her to dance, but she told each, “No, I don’t think so, but thank you for asking.”

Although Jordon was acting as if he didn’t know Susan was there, he was aware of everything she did. He could tell she was wearing make-up again and she had her hair fixed in a way that made it look shorter. He couldn’t believe she was wearing blue jeans. She had never worn anything but dresses her whole life. When she acted crazy the one time before, she still wore dresses even though they were not the modest dresses she normally wore.

As Jordon stole glances, he found her stunning; and, as much as he hated to admit it, the jeans did look good on her; although he preferred the way she looked in a dress. The jeans made her look like she gained a little weight. Her butt really looked big but he always did love her poochy butt. He sure didn’t want any other man lusting after her and watching her backside as she walked away. Jordon hoped this night ended well, but right now he had a point to prove and he was having fun doing it.

Beth and Cody did come, but Jesse met them at the door and filled them in on as much as he knew. They were both scared. This didn’t sound good at all to them. Neither Beth nor Cody wanted Jordon or Susan to see them so they went to another room that had the pool tables.

Beth peeked in and saw Jordon sitting with a group of people around him laughing and cutting up. And, between his legs with her back against his chest, stood a pretty blonde lady about 35. Jordon had his arms draped around her waist.

Beth looked for Susan and finally found her sitting alone at a table away from everything.

She could tell people were with her because of the other drinks on the table. Beth thought they were probably dancing or walking around.

Susan looked like a lost little girl; but, from what Jesse had told her about what all Susan had been doing, she deserved some of this. Beth didn’t like the idea of Jordon holding another woman between his legs; she thought that was a bit much. And he did look as if he was having a blast. He was dancing now. “My goodness,” she thought, “where did he learn to dance like that? He’s a professional.” Beth couldn’t ever remember seeing him dance.

When Beth looked back at Susan, she looked as if she was wiping away a tear. Beth looked to her right and saw one of her teachers from high school. She heard he was recently single so she walked over to him to say hello. “Hello, Mr. Smith, how have you been doing?”

“Well, hello to you, Miss Elizabeth, but please call me Robert. What brings you out tonight?” He asked.

“I came with my cousin, Cody. We needed to take a break from studying for awhile. Um, Robert, there is a favor I would like to ask you. You see that pretty brunette over in the corner?

She is my sister, and she has been sitting over there by herself for a long time. Would you mind going over and asking her to dance? She’ll probably tell you no because she doesn’t know how to dance, but tell her you’ll teach her,” Beth pleaded.

“No, I don’t mind at all. Is she single? She is very attractive,” Robert asked with obvious interest.

“Uh oh,” Beth thought, “I hope I am not making a mistake by doing this. All they need is for things to get worse than they already are.” But Susan had looked so pitiful to her.

“No, Robert, she is VERY married. She and her husband have been fussing a little bit, but they are very much in love. Just ask her to dance, nothing more, and you must be a gentleman at all times with her. She is very naive and innocent and not used to any of this,” Beth specified.

“Beth, I am always a gentleman, but I must ask, if she and her husband are so ‘married and in love,’ why is she at a bar?” Robert inquired as he tipped his cowboy hat, turned and walked toward Susan.

Beth groaned inwardly. She did not like his cynicism. She now remembered that characteristic about him when he was her teacher. “Oh dear Gussy, what have I done?” Robert walked confidently up to Susan. He thought to himself when he got closer that she was indeed lovely with her dark brown hair and smoky blue eyes. He tipped his hat, “Ma’am, may I say you are a very lovely lady, but I must ask, why are you over here all by yourself?”

“Thank you sir for the compliment, but I’m not alone really. It is just that my friends haven’t left the dance floor since we got here,” Susan laughed a little.

“Well, then, we must join them. Would you please dance with me?” Robert said as he held out his hand.

“I would love to dance just once, but I’m afraid I can’t because I don’t know how,” Susan said.

Robert grabbed her hand and gently pulled. “Did I forget to tell you I was a teacher? I will teach you. This is a very simple dance. People make it complicated with all the twists and turns, but it starts out very simple. Come on, I promise you will learn easily and I will not allow you to embarrass yourself,” Robert said confidently.

Susan believed he could teach her so she stood up. “Okay, show me what to do, but tell me the truth. You’re not a dance teacher, are you?”

Robert laughed a little then. “No, ma’am, but teaching is teaching so come on. I will count the steps out for you. It will be easy, you’ll see.”

Susan was very nervous when they stepped out on the dance floor, but Robert was a very good teacher and she learned the steps easily. It was fun, and no one was noticing if she made mistakes. They stayed on the floor through three dances. Then Susan told him she loved it but she had enough. They were walking back to her table when Robert paused.

“I am hungry. Would you like something to eat? Even if you don’t, please come sit and talk with me while I eat. There is a snack room downstairs; we won’t even have to leave the building.”

When he saw Susan was about to decline, he went on. “Please, Susan. I want absolutely nothing from you except a friendly conversation over nachos.”

“I guess it will be alright. You said the snack room is in this building?” Susan asked timidly.

“Yes, ma’am, you can see it from here,” Robert said as he pointed over the side of the rail to the downstairs dining area. He placed his hand on her back as they walked down the steps.

If Jordon thought he was mad before, he was in a killing mode now. He wanted to kill the skinny little bastard. How dare he lay a hand on his wife, and where in the hell did they think they were going? He was about to get up and follow them when Jesse placed a hand on his shoulder.

“They are right down there about to sit down to eat. I heard him order nachos before they went to the table. So just keep an eye on them from here. Don’t go down there and make an ass of yourself,” Jesse instructed, as only he could get by with saying.

“Did you see him put his hand on her back? Who the hell is he?” Jordon bit out.

“Yes, I saw and it was not inappropriate, so calm down. From what I could find out, because I knew you would want to know, is that he is a teacher and a basketball coach at the school. So chill out, he is not going to run off and rape Susan,” Jesse said.

“I do not like you wording, little brother,” Jordon warned.

Lola had gone to the restroom and most everyone else was dancing. Jordon walked over to the edge of the rail so he could see everything that was going on. He wished at that moment that he had learned how to read lips. This whole month Susan was behaving badly there were never any men in the picture except the ones he would see staring at her and watching her walk.

When Lola found him, Susan and the teacher were walking back up the stairs so Jordon grabbed Lola’s hand and went back over to where they were sitting. After they got there, a slow song began playing and Lola begged him to dance with her.

While they were dancing Lola was running her hands down his back to the top of his rear end and back up, but he wasn’t noticing. He was too worried about what Susan was doing.

Susan sat down when the slow song began to play.

“Will you dance with me again, Susan? I love this song,” Robert asked.

“Thank you, but I’m going to have to decline this time. I’ve decided to tell my friends that I’m tired and ready to go home. I’ve enjoyed my first night out dancing, and I want to thank you for teaching me, but this night life is not for me,” Susan confessed.

“Ah, Susan, I hate to hear that, but I understand completely. You are a lady of quality far above the life of partying, but I do thank you for the privilege of dancing with you. And, if you’re ever in need of a dance partner again, you must be sure to let me know,” Robert said as he took hold of her right hand. “May I kiss you?”

Susan, thinking he meant her hand, nodded her head slightly. Robert, still holding her hand, lowered it and very quickly lowered his face toward her lips. At the last second, Susan realized what his intentions were and turned her head so that he kissed the side of her cheek near her ear instead of her lips.

“If you ever need me for anything, my number is in the phone book under Robert Smith.

Please don’t hesitate to call,” Robert whispered before he stood back up, tipped his hat, and left.

Jordon was staggered by what he just witnessed. He would not have believed in a million years that his wife would have allowed another man kiss her. He was furious; he grabbed Lola and kissed her hard. “Lola, do you want to meet me where we used to go after we left this bar?” Jordon asked intensely.

“Of course, Jordon, I would love to meet you there,” Lola said. Then she left to go get her purse.

Jordon stood where he was a few seconds trying to gain control of himself. He looked up and saw Lola at the side of the stairs waiting for him. To walk toward Lola he would have to pass Susan, but he was determined not to even look at her.

When he passed Susan, he couldn’t stop himself. He walked over, placed both hands on the table in front of her, and got right in her face.

“You see that lady over there?” He pointed to Lola. “I’m going to take her to the closest hotel and fuck her like she’s never been fucked before. Is that what you wanted by doing all of this shit, Susan? Did you want to push me so far that you drove me to another woman’s bed?” Jordon hissed in her ear.

Susan was so taken aback she just looked at him with tears pooling in her eyes.

“Answer me, dammit!” Jordon bellowed.

Tears were streaming now, “N-no, Jordon, you know I would never want that. I-I beg you, please, let’s just go home,” Susan stammered.

“Why in the hell did you let that man kiss you?” Jordon demanded.

“Jordon, when he asked if he could kiss me, he was holding my hand, so when I nodded yes.

I thought he wanted to kiss my hand, not my lips…”

“I cannot believe you let that bastard kiss your mouth!”Jordon roared.

“Jordon, he didn’t! As soon as I realized what he was trying to do, I turned my head, and he only kissed my cheek,” Susan professed.

“Only, my ass, he shouldn’t have even touched you,” Jordon bit out, but he felt a little relieved that it wasn’t more than that. He couldn’t see anything but the back of the man’s hat that was way too close to his wife’s face. “When we get home, I am going to tan your hide for putting us through this shit.”

“But Jordon…” Susan looked up at Jordon with a small smile on her face—the kind of smile that said she knew something he didn’t-smile.

“But what, Susan?” Jordon said impatiently.

“Don’t you think it might hurt the baby?” Susan rushed out.

“What baby, Susan?” Jordon said in a deadly soft voice.

“Our baby, Jordon, yours and mine,” Susan said timidly.

“Son of a-” Jordon broke off by clamping his lips down. “You mean to tell me you are expecting my baby and, what should have been the happiest time of our life, you have put us through hell? And, if that’s not bad enough, you have been drinking alcohol pregnant. Hell, you’re sitting in a bar right now with a glass in front of you while carrying my child! I don’t think so, sweetheart. Get your purse. We’re going home,” Jordon demanded.

“Jordon, I didn’t find out until today and I didn’t know I was drinking alcohol the other night.

I never would have drunk a drop; you know that, and this is only orange juice,” Susan said as she picked up the glass for his inspection.

Jordon was barely listening as he pulled her in the direction of the stairs. When he looked up, he saw Lola. “Oh shit. “Susan, just sit back down. I’m going to go tell Jesse to find a way to get your car home. I’ll be right back.”

Jordon didn’t have to go far to find Jesse. He was in the corner observing everything.

“I suppose you witnessed the latest episode,” Jordon stated as he walked up to Jesse.

“Yeah, I couldn’t hear anything; but, from my position, I saw everything clearly. I saw the slime try to kiss Susan on the mouth, and Susan turned her head so he couldn’t. He did kiss her cheek and whisper something in her ear. Do you want me to kick his ass for you while you take Susan home?”