Invitation to dinner

Monica moved in with me, and we lived together in my apartment. Things were going great. We were in love, and enjoying life. Then one day I received a text from Jess.

Jess: Hey. I’m in Denver for a conference. Let’s have dinner and catch up.

I told Monica I was just invited to dinner.

She asked, “Who is this friend?”

I couldn’t lie. I had to tell her. I tried my best to summarize our past without hiding anything. I said, “Her name is Jess. We were friends at a summer camp we worked at. On the last night, we hooked up and had sex. We made a pact that we would have sex every time we saw each other again. We’ve seen each other twice since. The first time she had a boyfriend and the second time she was engaged.”

Monica looked at me like I just said the most outrageous thing. “Are you serious? This girl sounds like a snake.”

“Yeah she’s done some shitty things by cheating on her partners. I’ve always been single though so I let her make that decision.” I said. I saw she was pissed for me even bringing up the dinner invitation. I added, “I’m not going to have sex with her again. I love you and we’re in a relationship.”

“I’m not worried about what you’ll do. I’m worried about her. What’s she look like?” Monica asked.

I showed her a picture of Jess on her wedding day. Her red hair curled and flowing down her exposed shoulders. Her white dressed hugged her thin frame around the waist and then exploded into a long train. I could see the insecurity flashed across Monica’s face.

Monica said, “Ask her if I can join you for dinner.” I texted Jess.

{Me}: Is it alright if I bring my girlfriend to dinner?

Jess: Yeah! I’d love to meet her!

Monica looked at me and said, “I don’t trust this skinny bitch. I’m sorry I don’t she’s your friend, but it would destroy me if you cheated on me.”

I reassured her that would never happen. I felt relief that she would be there during my dinner with Jess. With my girlfriend there, Jess would never try to enforce the pact.