Face the Music (Love, Hate, Rock-n-Roll Book 3) by JB Salsbury

Author:JB Salsbury [Salsbury, JB]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

Ben

“Where are you going again?”

I’ve been purposefully vague with Donna about my plans for the night, hoping she wouldn’t dig too deep or read too much into my going out on a date. But she hasn’t even put her purse down yet and she’s already asking questions.

“Dinner and then to a concert at the MIM.” I tuck my wallet into the back pocket of my jeans and grab my keys. “I should be home around ten, but I’ll text you and let you know.” I feel her eyes on me while I hunt down my phone. “I left cash for a pizza and the number is on the fridge. Elliot hates pepperoni.”

“Are you going with a work colleague or…”

I look at her and try to keep myself from smiling. I won’t lie to Donna, but I can’t tell her I’m going with Ashleigh. Not yet. Not when the possibility of nothing happening between us after this date is so high. As it is, I’m trying to ignore the shame I feel at stepping out on my wife. I tried taking off my wedding ring three times while showering and getting dressed, and every single time, I ended up putting it back on. I’m taking a leap of faith that things will go well tonight, but there’s a high probability this will be the first and last date I ever go on.

“Not exactly. No.”

Her entire expression changes to one of interest and excitement. “Ben, are you going out with a woman? Who is she?” Her voice is higher, louder.

“I’m not ready to talk about her yet. It’s just a date.” Why does that feel like a lie?

“This is wonderful! I had a feeling when I walked in and saw you dressed like that”—she motions toward me—“and you smell so good. Your hair is different. I’m so excited for you.”

I lower my voice. “Thank you, but try not to give anything away to Elliot, okay? I don’t expect you to lie, but I don’t want to upset her by telling her I’m out with—on a date.”

“I understand,” she whispers.

“Thank you. I owe you.”

She waves me off. “Go. Have fun. God knows you deserve it.”

I hug and kiss my daughter goodbye, but she hardly seems to care that I’m leaving as Donna sets up a bunch of crafting items she brought over. I’m pulling out of my driveway a little earlier than planned, so I stop for gas, a couple bottled waters, then head to Ashleigh’s.

I realize halfway there that I never asked her for her address and she never offered it. She must have known I’d know where she lives because she and Bethany used to share the apartment. I may have overstepped by not asking for her address though, and when I find a place to park in the strip of guest parking spaces, I’m fighting off a wave of insecurity about not getting her address from her.

I’m ten minutes early, and as I stand with a raised fist about to knock on her door, I wonder if I should text her and let her know I’m here.

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