The Mafia Son's Wife

New Beginnings

Christi was very serious about why she turned down the job offer. She told Damon that she would find another position at another company. He did not want to argue with her, seeing all that she had gone through.

Damon was fascinated with Christi. Every time he spent time with her, it was not enough. He hated saying goodbye at the end of the evening. When Christi was all better, she again called Margret at the temp agency to find another job. A week later, Margret had found another position. She was ecstatic. Damon and Christi spend lots of time together going out for lunch, dinner, going on picnics and even to the movies. This felt like a relationship, she thought. But, Damon had not put a label on it, neither had he mentioned anything to her about a relationship. Maybe they were just hanging out as just friends, and she is reading too much into it. Christi decided to speak with Jerri about what was going on between her and Damon. That night Jerri came over for dinner and to have quality time with his best friend. They were watching The Note Book, when she decided to ask him about her dilemma. She told Jerri, I have started a new job and I love it, and Damon and I are spending pretty much all our time together. What does this mean? He is into you, he likes you, he said. You really think so? Of course, I do. No guy would spend all this time with a girl if he did not like her. Present company excluded. Since I came out of the hospital, we have spent all our time together. He has not said anything to me about his feelings or that he is interested in me.

After work the next day, I bumped into Richard. He works for Lombardi Enterprises in the Accounts department. He invited me for coffee at a nearby café, where we chatted and upon leaving we exchanged numbers. Over the next couple of days, Richard and I texted back and forth. It was nice. All throughout the week, Damon and I spent a lot of time together not talking about the elephant in the room. Christi kept on asking herself questions while looking at Damon. Why was he spending all this time with me? Does he not have a girlfriend? Nevertheless, they always have a great time together.

I received a text from Richard asking me out on a date and I accepted without hesitation. I had nothing holding me back from accepting. Damon and I were just friends, right? I called Jerri to tell him about my upcoming date with Richard. He was shocked that I had accepted an invitation to go out with another guy. Have you told Damon he asked? No, why should I? I did not need his permission to go out with anyone or to do anything. Jerri said, Okay, Okay, very reluctantly. It was Wednesday evening and Damon and I were having dinner at one of his favorite restaurants. We chatted and got along as we always do. When a woman approached our table. Damon, she said, turned around and immediately stood up and gave her a hug and a kiss. My belly instantly turned, my heart fell to my feet and I felt pretty small. I was upset that he was being affectionate to another woman right in front of me. After all the passionate embracing and kissing, he finally turned to me and introduced us. Francesca, this is my friend Christi. Christi Francesca. I was heartbroken in an instant. His friend and there was the label I dreaded. Jerri was wrong. Damon invited Francesca to join us for dinner and, of course, she said yes. Needless to say, the evening was very awkward for me. I just sat there just watching the interaction between the two of them. I needed a way out of this situation. I excused myself from using the restroom. Burning with anger, jealousy, and sadness all in one. I was on the verge of crying. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided that I would not cry because he was right. We are friends. I was the problem. I was the one who had fallen in love with him, this was all me. I promised myself that I would go back to the table and be a good friend. I would sit there and smile and pretend to be having a good time while dying on the inside. I touched up my make-up and put on a brave face and walked out of the restroom. I got back to the table where they were engaged in what looked like an intimate conversation. Because of their body language, they were a little closer to each other and holding hands on top of the table. All I wanted to do was leave at this point. I walked up to them and told Damon that I was not feeling well and Jerri was on his way to pick me up. He looked concerned, he placed his hand on my forehead to see if I had a temperature. I told him I must have eaten something for lunch that did not agree with me. I would head home and have some warm tea and head to bed. He said, Okay and I will call you later to check up on you. I looked at Francesca and said. It was a pleasure to meet you and I hope you die. Well, I did not actually say the last part, but I was thinking about it.

I called an Uber. On the way home, I called Jerri. I told him all that had transpired, and he was shocked to say the least. He said that cannot be possible, he spent too much time with you not to have feelings for you. Something was off, he said. Something just does not feel right about this whole thing. He said, I am coming over and hung up. When I got home, Jerri was already waiting for me. I ran into his arms and cried. He held me like his life depended upon it. I was so grateful that I had a friend like Jerri to lean on in times like these. He held me all night. We decided that we would not go to work the next day and just go shopping for a dress for my date with Richard on Friday night. After browsing a few stores at The Galleria, we finally found the perfect dress, sexy, but not too sexy, elegant and classie is what I was going for. Jerri, on the other hand... Damon never called like he said he would. I guess he and Francesca had a great time last night, and he did not even think about me. Jerri said. Stop thinking about him, let's get some lunch. After lunch, while walking through the mall, we saw Damon and Francesca coming out of Neiman Marcus with a few bags which he was holding. She was hanging all over him. I stopped dead in my tracks and so did Jerri. Damon did not see us, nor did I want him either. With the expression on my face he and his girlfriend would just make fun of me. I stood there until they both got lost in the crowd. Tears involuntarily fell down. All I wanted to do was to go home and curl up under my sheets. Jerri suggested that we stopped by Cold Stone for some ice-cream, because that always makes girls feel better after a broken heart. We arrived home and I was just a mess. Jerri asked, Are you in love with Damon? I just turned away and could not answer.

Friday rolled around, and it was time for my date with Richard. He looked so handsome. When I opened the door, his mouth dropped and he was speechless. Finally, he said, You look absolutely gorgeous. I said Thank you and he said, shall we?