AllFreeNovel
Share Us
As she was about to ask her for more details, the waitress returned and shoved their drinks in front of them. “Here. What you having?” If she smiled, she’d be pretty, but right now, she looked like she’d been sucking extra-sour lemons.
After she scribbled down their orders and stomped off, they continued their conversation, trying not to let her ruin their day. She brought the food and left, even crankier if possible. As Jenni was pouring even more real maple syrup on her last half a pancake, Matilda gave her a nod and got up. Standing to follow, she saw why their poor waitress, Sarah, was having such a bad day. A whole table full of young guys who looked like they were still on an all-night bender were giving her grief. One bastard actually called her chubby. They’d been there. Being full-figured models helped with their self-image, but it never let them forget the sting.
And they never sat back and let it happen to someone else. They’d take them down a notch and enjoy doing it.
“So, Sarah, I know you aren’t interested in modeling right now, but here are our cards in case you change your mind.” Jenni winked, and they both handed her their old modeling and current business cards. They had this routine down. And Sarah had the looks their old agency would go for.
“And our friend Gina is about to do another movie casting if that is your preference,” Matilda added.“Here’s her card, too. Tell her we sent you.”Gina, living in bliss with her two husbands in Hollywood had the perfect life. Visiting them was another way Jenni actually left the house. She’d have to mention that the next time she was accused of being a homebody. She never took Harold over, though. Not after the first time. He didn’t understand their relationship and didn’t mind saying so.
Matilda elbowed her, and she peeked at the hungover jerks who were tapping away on their phones. Probably checking out Gina and, since Jenni had managed to drop a pair of their old cards, and one of Gina’s on the table, them, too.Yeah, boys. Keep looking. You only dream of finding women like us.These encounters for some reason raised her confidence by a thousand percent. Made her want to wear a cape and save the world from asswipes like them. She’d have to text Gina in case they emailed her at the address on the card so her assistant could handle them. Or in case their new friend Sarah did.
“We’ll be at our seat if you have questions.” She linked her arm through Matilda’s and headed back to their seats.
“I freaking love throwing our modeling in the face of asshats. Does that make me a bad person?” Matilda whispered across the table.
“Naw, that makes you human and in this case made her very happy. She may call us.” She shoveled a forkful of pancakes in her mouth before winking over her shoulder at the jerks.
“If she does, we can hook her up. She’s adorable and those eyes.” Matilda fluttered her eyelashes. Sarah did have beautiful blue eyes. “If not, maybe we gave her some more confidence.” She sipped her mimosa and focused that determined stare on Jenni. The one that said trying to deter her would result in frustration and ultimate failure on the part of the deterrer. “Jenni—I have made an executive decision. I’m setting you up with an appointment with Gerri Wilder, the matchmaker. And don’t argue, because I always win.”
Before we got to talk about it any further, a very grateful Sarah came over with a tray of all the brunchy desserts they had to offer and sat to share it with them. By the time they left, they had her all set up to change her life.
Now, Jenni had to try to keep her friend from changing hers. It wasn’t so bad. Really it wasn’t.
