“I’m never drinking again.”

Famous last words right?

I met a good friend out for happy hour on Friday night. I felt giddy because I’d spent the better part of the day emailing back and forth with this guy I work with on some projects. He’s so great … though he lives and works out of CHICAGO. But that’s another story. Let’s just say that Friday was a very long night.

So it all started with me sitting at the bar, sipping my Johnny Walker black, waiting for my friend Kay… when I look over and see Jay, one of my best friends, walk in. I wave and call out to him before I realize he is out with a woman who is NOT his fiancee. Oooooppps.

He rushed over to me with a big hug and a very nervous… “this is a working meeting” … explanation for the reason why he was having drinks with a very leggy, very blond, very busty lady.

Then he asked me what I was doing there and who I was meeting.

That’s when my friend Kay strolled in. Of course, Kay assumed Jay was having a drink with me. So she gives him a big hello and starts asking about the wedding plans and where is his future wife — when he abruptly excuses himself to join the mystery blond.

“Wh…. where’d he go?”

“He had to run to his working dinner,” I said.

“Oh. You know, I’ve noticed that more and more people are having meetings over dinner or drinks. Who’s he meeting with?”

I tilt my head and nod over to the cozy corner table where he is seated across from the blond.

“Oooohhhhhhh. That doesn’t look like a working meeting.”

“I don’t think so,” I said and left it at that.

That was on Friday night. I haven’t spoken or emailed Jay since — which is uncharacteristic.

This is awful… so awkward. I’ve known him for almost seven years. I’m definitely better friends with him than with his fiancee — though I adore her and she worships him.

I want to smack him upside the head.

So now what do I do? If anything? Should I call him and ask him what the hell he’s doing? Should I let it go and act like nothing happened? Should I wait and see what he does or says?