I met up with Charlotte at a restaurant after my bags were dropped in the car I came with. I had to follow them because I was not allowed to be left alone without protection.
I missed being free to walk around the mall without attracting any attention to myself.
I entered the restaurant and took my seat opposite Charlotte. I told the guards to order whatever they wanted as they sat at a table. They declined, stating that they weren't allowed to eat while on the clock. I insisted and they had their seats but were still high on alert.
"I'm sorry but who is your husband?"
I paused at the question. "Uh, why do you ask?"
"You have three hunky men following you around, you're shopping designer stuff and to top it off, I saw you pay with a black card. I have to be curious." She listed out with a shrug.
Her curiosity was understandable but I wasn't sure how to tell her who I was married to because she would want to know more.
