That Vegas Weekend Renewed Pt 1

Six months have passed since their little escapade in Las Vegas. Perhaps it is time for a reunion.

Whitney sat in her living room browsing the Internet when one of those annoying pop ups reared its ugly head. It was a pop up for a website known as Platinum Personals. Under normal circumstances she would have just closed the box but something struck a cord with her. The picture before her brought back the memory of an unforgettable night.

It was a silhouette of a couple standing before the famous Las Vegas sign. Whitney thought back to the uncharacteristic events of that night. She was a devoted wife and mother but there was something about that old flame of hers she could not resist. He was the last person she expected to see in Vegas. Yet even fate has a sense of irony.

Her temperature began to rise just thinking about him again. Could it really have been six months since she saw him in that club? Whitney looked over her shoulder at her husband, sitting there on the couch watching a movie. He never even noticed that she was rummaging through her purse. “I know I put his number some where in here.” she muttered to herself.

She found his number and went into the restroom to make the call. The familiar sound of ringing came from her phone but her mind was in turmoil. Her heart beat franticly as each moment passed. She argued with herself as she waited. Hang up the phone, that was her first thought. Yet she knew the phone number would show up anyway.

Suddenly she realized she did not want to talk to him but she did want to hear his voice. If she talked to him, she might go back down that path she had avoided for the last six months. Whitney was so lost in her thoughts she did not even notice the phone was no longer ringing.

“Um, Hello?” Whitney said into the receiver, not knowing if she missed a message or if someone picked up the phone.

“Hello” replied the female voice on the other end of the line. Whitney's heart stopped, it was Michael's wife, it had to be. Her mind raced over all of the possibilities this phone call could have. His wife might know who it was and what happened in Vegas. Michael might have told her.

Perhaps she knew nothing about it but Michael might be angry with her for calling. He may never speak to her again. Oh my god what have I done, on the tail of this thought her lips took over. “Is Michael there? This is his cell number, right?”

“Yes this is Michael's cell number. I will go find him. He just left the phone next to the bed this morning. You know how forgetful men can be.” Michael’s wife said. In the background there was the sound of children playing contently. Whitney heard a door shut and there was music coming from the other end of the line.

She could not quite place it at first but she knew she had heard that song before. As the song got louder she could hear the words and was awe stricken.

“....Its kinda hard to talk right now. Does he know your talking to me. Will it start a fight. No I don't think she has a clue. Well my girl’s in the next room, sometimes I wish she was you. I guess we never really moved on......”

Whitney dared for just that one moment to hope he still felt the same about her. She hoped that he would take this call as a sign, a showing of her feelings for him. Before she could even finish the thought, the volume of the music was lowered and she heard him on the other end of the line.

“Hello? Michael speaking.” She knew his voice in an instant. Its deep coarse tone sent a slight chill up her spine. He spoke with a slight gruff tone, suggesting he thought it was the office and he was not happy about it.

“Michael, Its Whitney, I know I shouldn't have called but I really needed to hear your voice again. I am sure it’s not a good time, so I will let you go but I would really like to see you again. If you feel the same, you have my number.”

She hung up the phone before he could say anything. She was not even sure he understood what she had said; she had blurted it all out in such a rush. She buried his number in her purse but she hoped that he would return her call, to show he really did still care.

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