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jalapeños
because I am in for something spicy that isn't my boss at the moment.
Callie and Blake share buffalo chicken wings and Asian pot stickers.
We choose a picnic table on the top deck so we can get a great view
of the sunset. Your day isn't completely perfect until you see one of
those and have a voodoo Kool-Aid.
     
    Blake talks about his
family and he seems to be a very well brought up young man. I am
happy Callie has finally stepped into the dating world; I was
beginning to wonder if she ever would. She is always happy, but I
love the twinkle in her eye she gets when she talks to him. This gets
me thinking about Chance and the way he makes me feel, and about
Michael and the way I used to feel when I was with him. I remember
before we got married Michael would tell me I was beautiful, and
things seemed to be so right. Who would have known a change in size
would mean a change of heart. Chance doesn't even seem to notice my
weight or that I am disgusting to look at. He must be wearing his
beer goggles, and this is something I should probably bring up to him
if we ever did decide to be together.
     
    We drop Blake off at his
house, which is a picture perfect white two-story house with a white
picket fence. Callie is grinning from ear to ear and it makes me
laugh. "What?" she says in a louder tone.
     
    "Honey, you are so
cute. I think he is a great boy and I love that he makes you smile,"
I say back to her.
     
    "Aww, Mom."
Callie, still grinning from ear to ear, blushes.

Chapter 8
    We get to our house and
go inside, both dying for a shower. I win the shower war since I am
the older one. Callie goes to talk to Michael about meeting Blake
tomorrow night and I head to the bathroom for a cool shower. It has
been a great day and I am not ready for it to be over. Sometimes
being at home is somewhat like work for me; always worried about what
I look like, even though I don't know why I care so much because it
is never enough anyway. I get out and put lotion on my sun kissed
skin and put on my pajamas. Standing in front of the mirror, I see
me: the adulterer, the mistress, the mom, wife, and a daughter.
     
    I put my hands to the
side and see the stomach and thighs that are my biggest problem, I
think about how Chance sees me and what to make of it. He thinks I am
beautiful; sure my face isn't half bad, but the rest is, well, a big
blob. Callie laughs and I come out of my pathetic thoughts to go see
what is going on. Michael and Callie are playing some fighting game
on the x-box and from the looks of it, Callie is winning by a long
shot. Kaleb is in his own world listening to his iPod through his
headphones. I tell them all goodnight and head to bed.
     
    It is the night of our
big proposal. A black tie event and I will be going stag since
Michael is an uncaring ass unless it involves his company or his
family. I couldn't care fucking less because it's not him I want next
to me anyway. I spend the afternoon at the salon, freshening up my
already highlighted brown hair and getting everything waxed in all
the right places. A girl never knows when an opportunity might
present itself for someone on one time with a hot doctor. I smile to
myself. I put on my new basic black dress that is a little sexier
than I would normally wear, with a slit up the side showing my thigh,
and a low cut top for an ample cleavage show. A big jewel in the
front clinching at my waist shows off my curves in all the right
places. Adding some flare to my simple dress, I slip on my platform
peep toe black with a red corset lace up back heels. I feel sexy.
     
    I grab my black lace
cover up and silver clutch and walk into the living room. Michael's
eyes look in my direction and back to the TV as I let him know I am
leaving. Callie comes out from the kitchen and she gushes about how
beautiful I look and I unknowingly look at Michael hoping for
something. But why would he say anything nice when I know his true
feelings? I certainly don't want to hear those