Until I Met You

No truer words were ever spoken. Samantha was rinsing an apple for herself when she received another text message from Roman.

We’re ready. How about you?

She quickly dried her hands and typed her answer. Not sure.

How do we proceed?

We lock them in a room and leave them to it.

Could we lock ourselves in a room while they’re at it? For safety reasons.

I don’t see why not.

‘Why are you giggling?’ Samantha looked up from her phone to find Naomi glaring at her. ‘I’m in a crisis and you’re flirting with your new boyfriend.’

‘You only have yourself to blame!’ Samantha snapped. ‘You practically threw me at him.’

‘Now I need you back!’ she insisted.

‘Listen, my “boyfriend” was nice enough to arrange a peace summit for you and your mother-in-law-to-be. She wants to speak with you. Name your time and place.’

‘Ha! You admit he’s your boyfriend.’

‘I admit nothing,’ Samantha growled. ‘Name your time and place.’

Naomi settled comfortably in the sofa. ‘I’m not leaving this spot.’

‘I’ll have him bring her here.’

‘Fine.’

She sent a reply to Roman. Now all there was left to do was wait.