CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE – A RUINED DATE

"Honey, I made us reservations at that new French place downtown," John said as he walked into the bedroom, straightening his tie. "You about ready?" Karina looked up from the mirror where she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. "Just about. I have something interesting to tell you over dinner." "Oh yeah?" John grinned. "Can't wait to hear it." At the restaurant, they were shown to their table by a snooty-looking hostess. As she seated them, Karina noticed her giving John an appreciative once-over. "Your server will be right with you," the hostess said, making sure to lean down and give John a good view down her low-cut top. Karina frowned but said nothing as the woman sauntered away. A few minutes later, their server arrived - a young, overly bubbly blonde. "Hi there! I'm Amber and I'll be taking care of you tonight," she chirped, placing the menus down with a theatrical flourish. Her eyes lingered on John a beat too long. "Can I start you off with something to dri