Part Forty-One.

Ben walked into his house that evening, loosening up his tie, which was suffocating at that point, and he collapsed onto the bed in his room. He had let Beatrice go cause well, he had started to get swayed by her seduction, and he had seen her face change by his suggestion. He wondered what she was going to choose; date him or be his maid?

It was even crazy because he hadn't thought of the options before meeting her, maybe the latter, but it had come out spontaneously while talking to her. He sighed and stood up to pick up his phone when it rang,

“Hello,”

“Ben dearest, how are you doing?” It was his mom.

“Good and you, mum?”

“Splendid. I hope you haven't forgotten about our anniversary party coming up tomorrow?”

Wait, what? That was true. Fuck, how did he forget?

“You didn't forget, did you?”

“What? Uhm, no, of course not, I was even thinking of what to get you guys.”

“Oh, you don't have to get us anything, just bring yourself and prepare to party all night.”

He smiled without realizi