she was going to deck someone. The club or bar or whatever it was they were at was loud, crowded, and full of men who didn’t understand the concept of “hands to yourself.”
This was exactly what she deserved for listening to Leah.
Well, to be fair, she hadn’t exactly listened. First, she politely declined the invite to “girls’ night.” Relentlessly, Leah badgered her about it for two weeks. Towards the end, her refusals were downright hostile. Mistakenly, she thought this was over when Leah responded to her last ‘no’ with a set line to her mouth. She hadn’t bothered her after that.
That was three days ago, and earlier tonight, Grace had settled into her favorite armchair with her e-reader, glass of wine, and a cozy afghan. She’d barely made it into the second chapter of a new bestseller when the pounding at her door started. Thinking it was the pizza delivery (she was going to have a cheat night), she grabbed her wallet off the counter and strode to the door.
Instead of a pimply-faced teenager, a petite blonde stood in her doorway holding a pizza box. She smirked at Grace, and pushed her way into the apartment.
“I ran into the delivery guy in front of your door, so I just paid for your pizza to save you two trips to the door,” she yelled from the kitchen. “Yum, cheese! You know how I feel about carbohydrates, Gracie!”
Bemused, Grace hesitantly stepped into her kitchen where Leah was heartily stuffing a slice in her mouth, eyes rolling in pleasure.
“Mmm. You don’t have to pay me back, by the way. Just get me a drink at the bar,” she said, before biting off another mouthful of pizza. She looked at the name on the box. “This pizza is amazing, how’d you find this place?”
“Yelp,” Grace murmured absently, before shaking her head at Leah. “What are you doing here, and why are you talking about the bar? I told you I’m not going. How’d you even find out where I lived?”
Leah held up a hand as she finished the last few bites.
“One question at a time, please,” she requested politely.
Grace felt her ire rise. “Lee, I am losing my patience very quickly,” she grit out between her teeth. “Start talking and start talking now.”
Instead of launching into an explanation, Leah’s eyes misted over. “Oh, you abbreviated my name! I knew we were really becoming friends!”
“Patience. Patience is gone,” Grace shrieked. “Out!” She pointed at the door.
Leah smirked at her. “You don’t want to do that.”
“Try stopping me,” Grace muttered, stalking over to the other woman with every intention of dragging her body out of her apartment.
“Ok, here is your explanation,” she rushed out quickly. “I used to the date the guy in HR, and he still sorta has a crush on me, so that’s how I knew where you lived. That’s also how I got your sister-in-law’s phone number,” she exclaimed triumphantly.
Confusion marred her brow. “What does she have to do with this?”
“Don’t frown Gracie, it will give you wrinkles,” Leah said, raising her eyebrows and keeping her eyes open wide to keep from frowning at Grace.
Grace’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head with frustration, and she let out an impatient growl.
“Anyway, you should eat a slice of pizza. It’s the best food in the world to eat before getting your drunk on. And your sister-in-law ... Well,” she grinned. “I heard you on the phone with her the other day telling her that you were going out to girls’ night on Friday! So … I’m here to help you get ready.”
So that’s why Leah probably stuck her tongue down Mr. HR’s throat. Now she had Sophie’s number, and despite Leah’s inability to have a conversation and stay on topic, she was basically implying that if Grace didn’t go out, she was going to call and rat her out.
“You are one evil bitch,” she said through a clenched jaw.
Leah smiled warmly. “Right back at ya, sistah. Make sure you eat a slice. I’m going to
This was exactly what she deserved for listening to Leah.
Well, to be fair, she hadn’t exactly listened. First, she politely declined the invite to “girls’ night.” Relentlessly, Leah badgered her about it for two weeks. Towards the end, her refusals were downright hostile. Mistakenly, she thought this was over when Leah responded to her last ‘no’ with a set line to her mouth. She hadn’t bothered her after that.
That was three days ago, and earlier tonight, Grace had settled into her favorite armchair with her e-reader, glass of wine, and a cozy afghan. She’d barely made it into the second chapter of a new bestseller when the pounding at her door started. Thinking it was the pizza delivery (she was going to have a cheat night), she grabbed her wallet off the counter and strode to the door.
Instead of a pimply-faced teenager, a petite blonde stood in her doorway holding a pizza box. She smirked at Grace, and pushed her way into the apartment.
“I ran into the delivery guy in front of your door, so I just paid for your pizza to save you two trips to the door,” she yelled from the kitchen. “Yum, cheese! You know how I feel about carbohydrates, Gracie!”
Bemused, Grace hesitantly stepped into her kitchen where Leah was heartily stuffing a slice in her mouth, eyes rolling in pleasure.
“Mmm. You don’t have to pay me back, by the way. Just get me a drink at the bar,” she said, before biting off another mouthful of pizza. She looked at the name on the box. “This pizza is amazing, how’d you find this place?”
“Yelp,” Grace murmured absently, before shaking her head at Leah. “What are you doing here, and why are you talking about the bar? I told you I’m not going. How’d you even find out where I lived?”
Leah held up a hand as she finished the last few bites.
“One question at a time, please,” she requested politely.
Grace felt her ire rise. “Lee, I am losing my patience very quickly,” she grit out between her teeth. “Start talking and start talking now.”
Instead of launching into an explanation, Leah’s eyes misted over. “Oh, you abbreviated my name! I knew we were really becoming friends!”
“Patience. Patience is gone,” Grace shrieked. “Out!” She pointed at the door.
Leah smirked at her. “You don’t want to do that.”
“Try stopping me,” Grace muttered, stalking over to the other woman with every intention of dragging her body out of her apartment.
“Ok, here is your explanation,” she rushed out quickly. “I used to the date the guy in HR, and he still sorta has a crush on me, so that’s how I knew where you lived. That’s also how I got your sister-in-law’s phone number,” she exclaimed triumphantly.
Confusion marred her brow. “What does she have to do with this?”
“Don’t frown Gracie, it will give you wrinkles,” Leah said, raising her eyebrows and keeping her eyes open wide to keep from frowning at Grace.
Grace’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head with frustration, and she let out an impatient growl.
“Anyway, you should eat a slice of pizza. It’s the best food in the world to eat before getting your drunk on. And your sister-in-law ... Well,” she grinned. “I heard you on the phone with her the other day telling her that you were going out to girls’ night on Friday! So … I’m here to help you get ready.”
So that’s why Leah probably stuck her tongue down Mr. HR’s throat. Now she had Sophie’s number, and despite Leah’s inability to have a conversation and stay on topic, she was basically implying that if Grace didn’t go out, she was going to call and rat her out.
“You are one evil bitch,” she said through a clenched jaw.
Leah smiled warmly. “Right back at ya, sistah. Make sure you eat a slice. I’m going to
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