I Put My Foot In My Mouth And Now I Have To Get Married

My boss, who treats me as his 'girl', took me to a lunch conference. We ran into one of our vendors, the customer relations girl puts the full move on and he laps it up. I have to stand there totally ignored. She had moved into his personal space and she was putting hands on him. A feeling welled up in me, jealousy I had never dealt with before, my filter became ineffective and I told her to keep her hands off him.

He looked at me, and I told him he needed to pay attention to me, I was his girl, not her. Embarrassed I took his arm, and I told her to go do her customer relations somewhere else. He took his other hand and held my face, 'I have no interest in her', and pointing around, 'or her, or her'. 'I have one girl and it's you'.

We left, he walked me out, in the car he turned to me. 'I expect home cooked meals and a warm bed'.