"Move out of my walk!" Natalia whispered sharply in Jason's ear. She couldn't look into his eyes, afraid she would fall deep into them as she had before. How could someone look at the person they love after that person has hurt them so bad? It was nearly impossible.
"Calm down. I just want to speak to you. Why won't you give me that chance?" Jason stepped back and looked at his wife. She was beautiful. Her soft, chocolate skin glistened in the light. He could see he was starting to draw an audience as they stood in the center of the café. He didn't care though - they could have stared all they wanted, but what he wanted was to explain himself.
"We don't need to talk. Your actions spoke for you." She stepped to the side, pushing her shoulder against his as she attempted to withdraw from his touch.
"I know they did, and I'm sorry. You're not going to never speak to me again...you are my wife, you do understand that, right?" Jason asked, almost sarcastically.
"Unfortunately" She muttered under her breath. Natalia could see James returning with a few things in his hands from a distance. Shit, she thought.
Natalia looked back over her shoulder to see Liz staring with a 'what-do-you-want-me-to-do?' face. James continued to walk towards Natalia and Jason with a small smile on his face.
"Hey! Hope you weren't leaving before desert" James chuckled.
The atmosphere became quieter and as James realized Natalia only gave a half smile back, he raised his eyebrows.
"Who are you?" Jason asked.
"He's none of your business. Jason, turn around and walk out. You're honestly causing a scene" Natalia said harshly. He slept with girls, therefore it was none of his business who she talked to.
"Um...am I missing something?" James asked with a puzzled look.
