Two men in green camo fatigues sat beside Blair's date and leaned their bodies close to her. "Hi, Blair. Been a long time."
It was Bowman, one of Wesley's men.
The man sitting behind Blair patted her shoulder. "Hey, Blair. Remember me? I'm Lenard."
Blair remembered him, of course. But why were they all here? And why now? She took a deep breath and turned to Wesley, who kept his head forward, eyes on the screen. It was like he was there just to watch the movie. "What's going on, Wesley?"
Wesley turned to her and answered, "It's movie night. We're here to watch the movie. You're not?"
'How can I enjoy the movie with you guys talking to me?' Blair rolled her eyes.
Bowman and his companions kept talking to Blair's date, distracting both of them. Bowman even told him, "Man, let's get out of here and light up. I'm having a nic fit."
Blair's date could feel something was up, but he wasn't sure what was going on. He followed the two of them out of the theater.
The moment the three were out of sight, the rest of the soldiers except Wesley stood and stretched. "Now that they mention it, I really want a smoke, too."
"Me too. Let's go. Chief, we're taking off. Enjoy!"
Wesley nodded indifferently.
Blair was dumbfounded. 'Why does it look like Wesley and I are on a date?'
Blair's date followed Bowman and Lenard outside the theater and around the corner, lighter in hand. But suddenly the two soldiers stopped and cornered the guy. Bowman fished a marriage certificate out of his pocket and showed it to the man. "Check this out. Blair's married, so she's off-limits."
When he saw the photo and names on the certificate, the man's heart skipped a beat. "I'm really sorry. Blair never told me."
Bowman put the certificate back into his pocket. "That's okay. I get it. You couldn't have known. Blair's...um...mercurial. She was trying to make our chief jealous, and was using you to do it. They're fighting."
Four more soldiers came over and surrounded the man, as if they were going to beat him if he said the wrong thing.
The man forced a smile. "Got it."
"Great. And you know, our chief and his wife don't want everyone knowing they're married. They want to keep it on the down-low. So..." Bowman finished in mid-sentence on purpose.
The man nodded his head vigorously. "I won't say a word about it."
"Thanks, bro." Bowman patted his shoulder heavily.
The man's face paled because of this, but he didn't dare to protest. He just ran as fast as he could once he was let go, like all the devils in Hell were chasing him.
Lenard looked at his receding figure and then looked at the closed door of the theater, shaking his head. "I didn't expect our chief to have any regrets."
Crossing his arms, Bowman smirked. "I really enjoyed seeing our chief getting the cold shoulder from Blair."
"He deserved it. Years ago, Blair proposed to him in front of us. Yet he turned her down without even thinking twice. The tables are turned now. Our chief snuck out and got the marriage certificates. He didn't tell Blair. Afraid she might run away, I guess,"
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