You and Me, and Steve. 250 word short story.

The following was my entry into a 250 word short story competition. Although not my favourite genre to write, it was good to write something less dark. The prompts I had to work with were: 

Drama. 

Action: Compromising. 

Word: Stop.

You and Me, and Steve.

Jess and Phil. That was who it was supposed to be, so why is ‘he’ always here?’ Jess thought to herself glaring at Steve who chugged another beer, high-fiving Phil as they celebrated some sporting nonsense in the game they were watching.

Phil waved his friend away, closing the door to be confronted by Jess, wearing a face like thunder. “Every day, same old story” she fumed.

Steve had been coming over daily for weeks. “Sorry babe,” he mumbled, “You know he’s going through it with the divorce.” “Humph,” was the response.  Phil soothed, “You know I only have eyes for you”, “Prove it” Jess responded, “Tell him, he can’t come every day, from now only every other day”. Phil pondered, “Firm, but fair, ok Hun, now give me that sweet tush of yours, I’ve been waiting all night” They both laughed as the mood softened.

Phil was good to his word, over the next two weeks Steve’s visits got more infrequent. Phil was pleased with his ability to compromise with Jess, he could really picture a future for the two of them, he was thinking just that on the drive home that fateful Friday, he’d told Jess he would be back late, but planned to surprise her, smiling as he pulled into the driveway at midday.

“That’s odd” Phil muttered at the ajar front door; his face went as white as a ghost. “STOP” he screamed, “Steve!! how could you??”…… “I’m sorry” THEY cried.