Dark Lady at my Core

I couldn't make up my mind about the pavilion because not going would make me seem too hard to get, and going would make me look easy. I decided to forge my own path.

I texted Nene as soon as I got to work. This actually worked in my favor because as I was texting, the guy walked by my truck and asked me to join him. I said I had important calls to make and couldn't break away.

When Nene arrived, I got in her car. We sat in the parking lot in front of the pavilion so we were clearly visible, but utterly unavailable. I told her everything that transpired. She wasn't sure if that was the husband either, but she was sure Anna's husband did work out there. We decided we were too good to get caught up in drama, so we acted like glamorous bitchy queens too high and mighty to fraternize with the common folk. Then we strolled in to work fashionably late. We laughed the whole way, having a blast. He stopped me, asked why I didn't come socialize, and I pointed to Nene, saying I wanted to spend time with my friend. Now I am not the desperate looking one.

I spent the rest of the night flirting with Mr. Dragon. 'Cause I'm mean like that.

I haven't made up my mind yet, but it occurs to me the next ideal Dark Lady move would be to go to the pavilion- with another man. Or two. Hmm, who could escort me?