One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 176: The taste of her own medicine

"Oh, God!" I dropped my body onto the chair. "What the heck!" I exclaimed as I covered my mouth with my hands. "Do you think he heard our conversation?"

"Uhm... I don't know, maybe?" she ended her answer with a question mark.

"Gosh! Have you seen the look on his face? I think he heard all of it!"

But instead of comforting her best friend, she suddenly burst into laughter.

"What the---why are you laughing?" I asked her with a frown.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it! How I wish you had seen your face when he walked into the kitchen earlier! Jeez! You looked so damn pale, girl!" and she continued to laugh.

"It's your fault! You asked me those ridiculous questions!"

"Hey, what's the matter if I asked you those questions? They were just hypothetical questions, duh! And if ever he had heard them, well, I'm sure he knew what hypothetical question means, right?"

"But Jack..." I paused as suddenly the question 'how would I explain it to him' popped up in my head.

"What?" she grinned. "Come on, Sam, there was nothing wrong with my questions nor with your answers. Besides, you just expressed what was in your mind, and in my opinion, it's better that he finally heard them from you so he could analyze the consequences of what he did."

I just let out a long, deep sigh as I leaned back against my seat. Jack was right, I should not be bothered by what he feels right after hearing them.

I awkwardly walked in front of Luke and my brother's table. Patrick and some of their friends were also with them and Jack was with me as we walked past them.

I felt his stares behind my back but I pretended oblivious until we sat down at the next table. They were laughing and singing now perhaps from the effect of alcohol... well, except for Luke who I always caught staring at me.

well as the pressure I was currently getting from his stares made

you? You seemed like

when I felt Jack's palm

"Can you sit still?"

that's what I'm

you're wondering if he overheard our last conversation and if you're bothered by what he feels, why don't you just pull him to the other edge of the swimming pool and talk

course, you're not! I'm your best friend, so I believe you!" the sarcasm was clear

head as

now to talk to

Luke walking toward the other side of the pool. "What do you want me to

talking to someone on the phone so you stay behind him and wait for him until he's done talking to

you stand up and follow him or will I shout and call him and tell him that you want to talk

Jackeline, you're insane! Argh!" So yeah, I was forced to get up and do what she

I forgot how many times I took deep breaths to calm myself and stabilize my hammering heart inside my ribcage. He was facing the opposite direction so he didn't see

"Hi,"

when it became the most awkward one at that moment. I swear, I witnessed the surprised look in his eyes when

"Sam,"

my name became cold

Can I talk to you?" Heck! Why do I

but I have to go now, I still have a meeting by 9

as he walked

and he

was thrown back into the times when I had to talk to him about being a father to the baby inside of me. That feeling I felt back then was just the same as what I have right now, especially when he looked at me with those