George's gaze met mine. He held it for a few seconds, then turned to Anita.

“I’m sorry. I was told you were with my wife,” he apologized meekly, leaving me stunned and speechless as he took his leave.

I was actually wearing dark shades, and Anita had helped me restyle my hair so neatly that you would think I had short hair.

Anita turned to me, looking just as stunned as I was.

“What just happened?”

We both broke into laughter. I was immensely relieved. That was so close.

I got home in less than an hour. I managed to slip out of Nick's watch, hailed a cab, and texted...