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“He’s in DC, so first, I’d have to wrangle myself an invite to the White House.”
Chloe could probably pull that off.
“Can you imagine? Prince Alexander, the President, the First Lady. All that glamor.”
I give an involuntary shudder. “Give me a bubble bath and a good book any day of the week.”
“You would say that.”
“We can’t all be extroverts like you, Chlo. I prefer quieter things.”
She arches an eyebrow. “Like soaking in your tub on your own, dreaming about so-called Vikings?”
She’s nailed it. But I’m not about to tell her that.
“All those people is a lot of…pressure.”
“Makes you anxious, huh?”
I downplay it. “A little.”
“You’d be with me, so you’d be fine.” She grins and I don’t doubt her. With Chloe’s confidence, I bet I could do anything—even if it involved attending a lavish party at the White House to meet some prince.
My phone rings and I glance down to see a picture of my dad’s smiling face.
“Hey, Dad.” My dad and I have always been close, particularly since Mom passed away when I was only nine years old. He's a good man and he's always looking out for me, his only child.
“Hi, princess. I need to talk to you about something.”
“I’m at work. Can it wait?” It might be just me and Chloe here right now, but our boss, Deidre, is never far away.
“Can we meet for dinner tonight? Manuel’s at say six?”
“You had me at Manuel’s.”
Dad and I have a tradition of going to our favorite taco place about once a week. We know the owner, Mateo, and his very pregnant wife, Sierra. They welcome us with big smiles and lots of free chips and guacamole, and free chips and guac is never a bad thing in my books.
“Good, good, good. I'll see you there tonight,” Dad says, and I pick up on a tension in his tone.
“Everything okay, Dad?”
“Of course, princess. I just need to talk to you about something.”
“Something good?” I lead.
“It's...news. Good or bad. Probably good. I don't know.”
I smile. I can guess what this is. Dad is getting all nervous about telling me that he's met someone. I helped set up a profile for him on a dating app a couple weeks back, not that he was exactly into the idea. The truth is, if he has met someone, I couldn’t be happier for him. For the longest time I’ve wanted Dad to find someone. It’s been 15 years since my mom passed away, and he’s barely even been on a date since. It's time he put himself first and found someone.
Eric breezes back into the room, accompanied by one of the other salesmen, Terrence.
“Dad, I gotta go. See you tonight,” I say into the phone.
“Love you, princess.”
“Love you, too.” I quickly hang up as Eric approaches my desk.
“Ladies,” he says.
