funny.
“That’s much better!” Chase asked as he waved Em over to order another drink.
“Oh good, I was afraid the truth would hurt your feelings.” I giggled as I picked at the leftover fries.
“The truth will always out,” Chase teased as Em walked our way.
“What’ll it be guys?” she asked in her ever-chipper tone.
“A Coke for me and a diet Coke for the lady, please, Em,” Chase ordered for us.
“Sure thing. Give me two minutes,” she said and dashed off to pour our drinks.
“Truthfully, Chase, you shouldn’t be down on yourself. I won’t mention it anymore until you find out whether you got the job or not, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you,” I said as I finished the last of my diet Coke.
“Thanks,” he replied as Em walked our way, drinks in hand.
“There you go, guys. You wanting any dessert?”
“Not for me, thank you,” Chase replied, then looked at me.
“I’ll have a slice of cherry pie with whipped cream, please, Em,” I said, giving her a bright smile.
“You eat like a man and yet you have a great figure,” Chase said and I blushed right down to my toes.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should! You eat more than Clark and that boy can really put it away. Yet, here you are with a slender figure, curves in all the right places, and not an ounce of fat on you.”
Now I really was blushing. Chase had been kind to me, but he had never offered such outright compliments.
Luckily Em walked back to the table with my pie at that moment, saving me any more embarrassment.
I ate in silence but could feel Chase’s eyes drift over me. I had chosen to wear a skirt and my stilettos gave my legs that look of being a bit longer than they really are. I had painted my toenails purple, not that I expected Chase to notice or care—I was just glad I wasn’t sporting chipped nail varnish, or worse, none at all.
I offered Chase some of my pie and saw the slight glint in his eye as he stole the spoon from my hand and helped himself to a mouthful of my pie and cream.
We finished our drinks, paid Em, and left the pub.
We walked over to Chase’s sleek dark red convertible and he opened the door for me like a true gentleman. I got in the car, pulling my seatbelt around me and settling into place as he got in the drivers’ side.
The drive back to work was quiet. Chase didn’t say anything and I didn’t feel the need to fill the silence. Unlike some silences, it wasn’t tense, it was quite pleasant. I liked that I didn’t have to feel uncomfortable around him. It was good to make new friends. And that’s all he was, all he could ever be. Ethan was my one true love and I would never replace him.
***
By the time home-time rolled round that day, I was more than ready to leave. I had been in talks with the author I had just finished reading that day. To say she was stubborn was an understatement.
My boss had wanted me to acquire this book in particular, as per her email that morning, but I wasn’t getting anywhere fast. The author, Jennifer, wanted the moon and the stars in exchange for rights to her book. Unfortunately, the moon and stars weren’t mine to give, or else I would have wrapped them all up in a bow and presented them to her.
I had emailed her with what we could offer; firstly she would have her book published by us, secondly she would receive a decent percentage of the royalties, then there were the extra things that Emerging Butterfly did for our authors. We arranged cover reveals, blog tours, interviews, guest posts, anything that could help spread the word around. We had a marketing team and they managed everything. But Jennifer just wouldn’t say yes.
I ended up with the headache from hell, and to make matters worse, it was raining and I didn’t have my umbrella while I waited for my cab. I could have waited just inside the lobby but I needed a breath of fresh air, even if I did end up wet through.
“The cavalry to the rescue
“That’s much better!” Chase asked as he waved Em over to order another drink.
“Oh good, I was afraid the truth would hurt your feelings.” I giggled as I picked at the leftover fries.
“The truth will always out,” Chase teased as Em walked our way.
“What’ll it be guys?” she asked in her ever-chipper tone.
“A Coke for me and a diet Coke for the lady, please, Em,” Chase ordered for us.
“Sure thing. Give me two minutes,” she said and dashed off to pour our drinks.
“Truthfully, Chase, you shouldn’t be down on yourself. I won’t mention it anymore until you find out whether you got the job or not, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you,” I said as I finished the last of my diet Coke.
“Thanks,” he replied as Em walked our way, drinks in hand.
“There you go, guys. You wanting any dessert?”
“Not for me, thank you,” Chase replied, then looked at me.
“I’ll have a slice of cherry pie with whipped cream, please, Em,” I said, giving her a bright smile.
“You eat like a man and yet you have a great figure,” Chase said and I blushed right down to my toes.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should! You eat more than Clark and that boy can really put it away. Yet, here you are with a slender figure, curves in all the right places, and not an ounce of fat on you.”
Now I really was blushing. Chase had been kind to me, but he had never offered such outright compliments.
Luckily Em walked back to the table with my pie at that moment, saving me any more embarrassment.
I ate in silence but could feel Chase’s eyes drift over me. I had chosen to wear a skirt and my stilettos gave my legs that look of being a bit longer than they really are. I had painted my toenails purple, not that I expected Chase to notice or care—I was just glad I wasn’t sporting chipped nail varnish, or worse, none at all.
I offered Chase some of my pie and saw the slight glint in his eye as he stole the spoon from my hand and helped himself to a mouthful of my pie and cream.
We finished our drinks, paid Em, and left the pub.
We walked over to Chase’s sleek dark red convertible and he opened the door for me like a true gentleman. I got in the car, pulling my seatbelt around me and settling into place as he got in the drivers’ side.
The drive back to work was quiet. Chase didn’t say anything and I didn’t feel the need to fill the silence. Unlike some silences, it wasn’t tense, it was quite pleasant. I liked that I didn’t have to feel uncomfortable around him. It was good to make new friends. And that’s all he was, all he could ever be. Ethan was my one true love and I would never replace him.
***
By the time home-time rolled round that day, I was more than ready to leave. I had been in talks with the author I had just finished reading that day. To say she was stubborn was an understatement.
My boss had wanted me to acquire this book in particular, as per her email that morning, but I wasn’t getting anywhere fast. The author, Jennifer, wanted the moon and the stars in exchange for rights to her book. Unfortunately, the moon and stars weren’t mine to give, or else I would have wrapped them all up in a bow and presented them to her.
I had emailed her with what we could offer; firstly she would have her book published by us, secondly she would receive a decent percentage of the royalties, then there were the extra things that Emerging Butterfly did for our authors. We arranged cover reveals, blog tours, interviews, guest posts, anything that could help spread the word around. We had a marketing team and they managed everything. But Jennifer just wouldn’t say yes.
I ended up with the headache from hell, and to make matters worse, it was raining and I didn’t have my umbrella while I waited for my cab. I could have waited just inside the lobby but I needed a breath of fresh air, even if I did end up wet through.
“The cavalry to the rescue
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