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“Do you see any of the men here with that kind of worry? You don’t have anyone else for a boss. You have me and I take care of my people.”
She smiles. “Thank you. It won’t happen again.”
“Good. You’re going to have a great time in London. And you can use the gifts from the employee party while you’re there.”
“I’m excited. Robbie is finally taking initiative and planning a romantic getaway. He’s been all mysterious and stuff. He won’t tell me what he has planned but he wants me to bring the dress I wore on our first date. It’s his favorite.” She’s talking a mile a minute and her face is a little flushed. She must also imagine, like I do, there’s a proposal coming her way.
I smile because I’m happy for her and because there’s a tinge of the green monster poking at my side. God knows I want nothing to do with marriage but I want to be excited, flustered and happy.
Like I used to feel… Nope, swipe left on that thought.
My phone chimes like a savior’s bell. It’s Sierra. “Shit. My sister is downstairs. Today’s Emmi’s Christmas recital.” I grab my peacoat, purse, and wave Jess a quick goodbye.
Five minutes later, my sister and I are driving down Madison Ave.
“My employees are getting the latestLash N’ Glowlip and lash kits. I made sure Jess got extras so you and Carina will get one too.”
My sister pumps up her fist. “Have I told you lately that I love you?”
“Nope.”
“I love you. You’re the best sister ever. Not to mention the best boss. These people are spoiled as fuck.”
I laugh. “They’re great at their jobs and are rarely a pain. I know corporate will bitch about the gifts on top of the bonuses but I’m bankrolling half the cost. That woman has to be making bank on those damned kits. They cost an arm and a leg.”
My sister chuckles. “Who would have thought when were little and broke and you used to be such a scaredy-cat, that you would become a boss, a rich one at that, giving away designer stuff?”
“Not Amelia Solis rich and she got richer thanks to me.”
Amelia Solis is the owner ofLash N’ Gloss. Her kits sold out within minutes. It had been a coup to land the ones I got.
“No one needs to be that rich, anyway. Hey, did you decide about Christmas?”
Ugh. Christmas plans were apparently the topic of the day.
“No, but more than likely, I’m coming with you. I turned down Carina.”
Sierra shoots me a side glance. “As you should have. Who the hell wants to spend the holidays with those tight asses she works with? Even if it’s on a cruise to St. Lucia. Every time I remember the party at the Hamptons I want to gag.”
I snort. “God, that was awful.”
“Are we leaving at the same time? I would prefer for us to book together. I am not relishing any second of traveling with Mom alone.”
Our relationship with my mom has upgraded from barely-existent-civil to cordial-and-tolerant since our encounter a month ago. She’s trying, or struggling, to stay out of our lives.
“I’m not sure. I have to go to Baltimore for my quarterly trip on the twelfth.”
“Oh. You’re going this time?”
“Yeah.” I say like it’s no big deal but we’re at a traffic light and Sierra is burning holes on the side of my head. “I can’t send Jess again. It’s my job, not hers.”
“Are you going to see him?”
“I’m going to work.”
She laughs. “You’re an obnoxious little shit, you know that? But I’m a bigger one and you can’t shut me up with the whole ‘I’m going to work’ because every single time you went there in the past year, you’ve ended up spread like his personal buffet.”
Heat breaks all over my face because she’s right…and because it felt so good and I’ve spent many long months pining and demanding from my vibrator what Jax could give me with his mouth, or crooking finger or his…
