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Unless some miracle walked through her doors in the next twelve hours, the only thing she could expect to be doing this summer was packing.
The bells of Big Ben broke the silence and Juniper dug her phone out of her coat pocket.
“I wondered how long it would take you to call.”
“Yeah well, my spidey senses tingled. What’s up? Something wrong? Do you need me to come in early?”
“No,” Juniper lied. No need to cry just yet. Her banker just made a mistake. She would straighten it out later.
“Hm-hm. I know that tone. Some bridezilla giving you trouble? Or is it a pushy groom this time? I can do my eyeliner in the car and be there in twenty.”
“Nah. No client trouble in sight. I just need coffee. It’s barely eight.”
There was no hiding anything from her best friend.
“Okay, if you say so. But if you need me to kick some ass…” Callie left her sentence unfinished but Juniper knew what she meant.
“Yeah. I’m good. Take your time with your eyeliner, babe.”
“So how did last night’s date go? I had to hide my phone to keep from calling. Are there any wedding bells and baby footsteps in our future?”
How did one go about hiding their own phone? “You make it sound like we’re both getting married.” Juniper rolled her eyes as she leaned back and propped her feet up on the corner of her desk. The stretch felt good on her sore calves.
“So is that a yes?” Each word became more excited than the last.
“Sorry, lady. It’s a no go. He didn’t propose.”
The other side of the line went silent for several seconds.
Grumbles and a mesh of syllables came through, but she must have pulled the phone away because she couldn’t make out the words. Except Juniper didn’t have to work too hard in guessing what she missed. Callie didn’t exactly approve of her method of eliminating guys from her dating ring.
“What? you’re kidding me. But he was ring shopping!”
“Yeah. That’s a long story.”
“I really thought you guys, you know, were serious. What happened?”
Juniper pressed her lips together before filling Callie in on the unfortunate turn of events with Eric.
Juniper pushed up from her desk and wore down the dip by the window a little more. She would miss this place if she had to fold and find a nine to five working for someone else. What hurt most would be the loss of her creative independence and her cute apartment she’d grown to love.
“I think deciding to part ways was for the best. You know as well as I do long-distance relationships are doomed to fail from the start. Plus I get horny at night and I’m getting tired of using my vibrator. Sorry, too much information there and all, but it’s true. I should have listened to my gut a long time ago.” Juniper dragged her attention away from the window and let it fall back to the disaster zone of a desk. And one very red envelope.
This day could not get any worse.
“You are starting to sound like some reality diva on TV.”
“If I have to use a battery-operated boyfriend anyway I might as well stay single.”
Callie snorted. “Okay then.”
Today she didn’t want to think about matters of the heart or the two six-inch thick ring binders of ideas for her one-day wedding.
Or the hand-stitched dress that sat on its wire frame in the corner of her office. Her chest wanted to implode with how much she wished though.
A tiny pain behind her eyes grew until she had to pinch her thumb and finger along the bridge of her nose.
She had one day. One day to wallow in her solo pity party and then it was back to normal. “He found my list and overheard us talking one time when you asked where he sat on said list.”
