Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 7

Melissa was way more panicked than I was. She gripped my hand, terrified I’d make a scene. After all, Jared was a big–shot executive. She probably figured if we caused a public embarrassment, I’d end up regretting it.

“Victoria, I’m so sorry. I–I had no clue…” Melissa stammered, worried I might do something crazy.

I patted her hand gently and whispered, “It’s fine. Where’s our table? Let’s go sit.”

Melissa’s eyes went wide in disbelief–my calm must’ve thrown her off. “Victoria…” she started, then trailed off.

I gave a cool smile. “I know that woman. She’s Jared’s assistant, Tracy. No big deal.”

Melissa peeked over quickly, let out a breath, and led me to our table.

Maybe my dress–part innocent, part sexy–was too eye–catching, but Jared spotted me right away. And plenty of guys around us couldn’t help but look up at me, too.

“Mom!” Yvonne suddenly stood up and called out.

she didn’t budge. Instead, she glanced right at Tracy beside

hair gently, and whispered something in her ear. But Yvonne just hung back, not

Jared stood

me.

over. “What

smiling brightly. “Mr. Holcomb,

and then nudged

reluctantly, “Hi,

away. “Yvonne, you’re getting so pretty, and

at Yvonne. “Want to

eating. Tracy said

and turned to me. “We’re

small smile, calm as

stared at me, confused. Clearly, he hadn’t expected this–no scene, no anger, not even a question about

Yvonne back to their table, grabbed their stuff, and hurried

to me, her face full of sympathy. “I’m so sorry, Victoria. I shouldn’t