Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 71

Theo

POV

All day, I kept an eye on Bethany as best I could. She was struggling, but would not admit it. The staff was giving her a wide birth, having been told by Robson that a personal issue had her a little down and to be kind and not ask questions; though it sounded

simple, it wasn't, and it would be too hard to explain to the staff what was going on.

Using my friend's team, Robson agreed to have more security around the hospital. They have a good reputation and are good at staying out of sight. Being a private hospital, it was easier to set up a higher level of security. Anyone we did not know from sight would be questioned before being allowed into the hospital. My worry was not here in the hospital but out in public. Do we stop living our lives because of this threat?

We headed home at five o'clock, and I directed the driver to a small restaurant near my parent's home; it was a friend of the family's place, and I knew we would be safe there. I needed Bethany to relax. The place was romantic, with low lighting and individual booths to sit partly concealed and out of sight from other patrons. I sat so I could watch the opening to our booth, and this chosen booth was away from the windows; my paranoia of being watched or followed had grown since Scott called. To reach this booth, you had to go all the way into the restaurant and back to the back. There was no other reason to come this far unless it was to visit our booth.

The waitress came in, not one I knew; she must have been a new one at the restaurant, but then it had been a while since I had been there; she gave us the menu, was flirty, and tried to catch my eye. I ignored her most of the time. Bethany ordered a steak and vegetables, and I ordered ribs; the waitress left, and Bethany and I talked softly about what we could do to restore our lives to something normal. The fear of something happening to Bethany was a thorn in my side; our newly developed relationship was being tested in a way neither of us had expected. Hopefully, this will bring us closer and not the other way around.

The waitress came with the food. She handed Bethany her meal first, and when she placed my plate on the table, she left me a piece of paper next to the plate and a big smile before leaving. I glanced down and noted it was a phone number and name. It disgusted me that she would do this when she could see I was there with another woman.

If Bethany had noticed me receiving the note, she would not have shown it and dug into her meal with gusto. We were both rather hungry, having had a lot to do today and skipping lunch. I was enjoying the meal and was close to finishing it when I felt Bethany's foot stroking my groin; I jumped when she first touched me, not expecting to feel something touch me down there. Bethany gave me a seductive grin, her plate empty, and watched me as she played under the table. I continued to eat as if I had not felt her foot. Bethany then surprised me. She slowly disappeared under the table, her eyes watching me until she completely disappeared. Soon, her hands were on my pants, undoing my zipper. I raised a little from the chair so she could lower my pants. I was shocked that she was doing this. I had not thought Bethany would try anything this bold in public. We might be hidden there in this booth, but the waitress could still return.

Bethany pulled my quickening hardness out of my pants, lowered her mouth over my length, and took my length into her mouth, giving it one long pull, her mouth causing a strong suction. I let out a groan of pure joy as I enjoyed her play. My ears were listening to the waitress's return, and I was aware of every single noise in the restaurant. She was soon nipping my balls, stroking my length, and flicking the end; I was jumping from the feeling of erotic feelings I was having, the awareness of possibly being caught, and the sensations she was giving me from under the table. I tried to continue to finish my meal, and I was almost ready to explode and fill Bethany's mouth with my seed when the waitress entered. She seemed surprised that Bethany was not there. 'Where is your date?' She asked, in a flirty voice as she collected Bethany's empty plate.

'She is close by. I answered through gritted teeth, trying to hold off my groans of pleasure.

'Well, I hope you used that number. Do you want dessert?' She was an annoying woman; the last person I would date had the nerve to do that. What sort of girl does that? This one.

'No, thank you!' I replied, and the waitress shrugged her shoulders and left.

I let out a loud groan as I exploded into Bethany's mouth. She continued to stroke me and lick me clean, and when I had stopped throbbing, she left me to tuck myself away, and she appeared back on her seat.

'That was unexpected. I said as I shuffled about on my chair, pulling my pants back up and tucking myself away. It was a little awkward. It was easier for her to pull my pants down than it was for me to get them back on.

'I felt I needed a distraction.' She offered as a reply, shrugging her shoulders as if it was nothing, that she had just blown my mind.

The waitress returned and gave Bethany the stink eye to see she had returned.

'Check, please.' I knew I would not be paying the bill. I had been offered free meals since I could remember, and though I rarely frequented here for a freebie, I wanted Bethany to meet my friend.

The waitress returned with the bill, and right behind her was my friend. He was the chef and owner. We went to school together, and he took over his parents' restaurant when he finished his traineeship.

'Theo, so good of you to come to my restaurant.' I stood and shook his hand; the waitress, shocked by this, rushed away. 'This is Bethany, my girlfriend.' I introduced Bethany, and he scooped her up into a huge hug and swung her around in this tiny space.

'About time you got out there again, and boy, did you hit the jackpot?' he gushed over Bethany. I would be jealous if I did not know he swung for the other side.

'Thanks, man, Bethany, this is one of my best buddies and old school chum, Markus!

'Hi Markus, I love your food, but can I make a suggestion?'

'Sure.'

'Retrain that waitress; she left Theo her name and phone number right in front of me; that is not cool, buddy, not cool at all.' Bethany complained, so she did notice it.

'What, consider her gone, I don't need that sort of waitress here. Retraining won't change that sort of behavior!

We talked for a bit longer, and a man came out from the back, presumably to the kitchen.

'Markus sweetie, can you come back to the kitchen? These young men need to learn how to plate up. He gave Markus a kiss on the lips and then turned to see who was in the booth. 'THEO! he screamed out and pulled me into a hug.

'About time you came and ate here; it has been way too long, buddy!

'Stewie, I would like you to meet my girlfriend, Bethany. He turned and stared at Bethany, looking at her from head to toe, taking in every inch of her.

'You found yourself a keeper here, bud, I can just tell.' He air-kissed Bethany and left the booth, swaying his hips as he went, causing Bethany to chuckle. 'You have your hands full there, Markus. Bethany said.

'You have no idea, baby cheeks. You've got to get back to it. Don't be such a stranger, you hear?' He gave Theo another hug and left the booth. I took Bethany's hand, and we left the restaurant. 'Hey, you did not pay for the meal.'

'I never do. I have a lifelong free meal here! I laugh at Bethany's face as she wants to argue but then changes her mind. She knows when to argue and when to accept defeat.