Relief washed over me as Tod’s explanation cleared up the misunderstanding. However, I was still frustrated that Jim hadn’t mentioned this bet or the products.
During dinner, I addressed Jim directly. “So, about the box of female products I found in your drawer…” I began, maintaining a steady tone.
Jim’s sheepish grin confirmed Tod’s story. “It was a bet, Sam. I didn’t think it would cause any trouble. I should have thrown everything out after the week ended.”
I sighed, both relieved and exasperated. “Well, next time, maybe don’t make bets that involve hidden boxes of women’s things?”
Jim nodded, apologetic. “I’m really sorry for the scare. I never meant to upset you. Let’s just forget this ever happened.”
As we wrapped up dinner, I joked about how the guys owed me for the scare. Jim eagerly agreed, promising to make it up to me. I decided to cash in on his promise with a vacation we had been planning.
The evening ended on a positive note, with laughter and a renewed sense of understanding. Jim learned his lesson about making bets, and I was reassured of his commitment to our relationship.
In the end, it was just a silly bet among friends. Despite the initial shock, our bond remained strong, and the incident became a humorous anecdote we could laugh about in the future.
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