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George slips his phone back into his pocket. "I'm going to take her to Blue Belle's. It's in the next town over and the restaurant is by the river. It's really nice."
"That sounds perfect," I say, giving Tara a wave as she emerges from the office. "Make sure you buy her flowers and pay for her food."
He nods, greeting Tara as she walks over to us.
"Did I hear the big man has a date?" she asks, giving George a wink.
The phone is whipped out again as George gloats about his date. Tara looks pleased for him, and together, we offer a few more pointers.
It's oddly quiet today, but apparently there's a sporting match on so the locals are at the sports field.
"Could I chat to you for a second when you have a moment?" I ask Tara, as I finish serving another customer.
"Yeah, of course. Mike, can you take over for a second?" she beckons to him. He's wiping the booths and gives her a little salute in acknowledgement, heading back to the bar.
Tara leads me to the office, the two of us stepping inside.
"Everything okay?"
I close the door, nodding. "I really hate to ask this, especially being new. I just need a few days off. There's a bit of a family emergency with a close friend, and I need to go see her. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't urgent."
Tara sits down at the computer desk, frowning at me. "It's no problem, Rylee. These things happen. I hope everything is okay?"
I'm not one to talk about other people's business, but there's something about Tara and her referring to me as family, that always puts me at ease.
"My best friend's dad is really unwell. Terminal, actually. It's suppose to be her birthday party but now, it's an emergency planning meeting. She's trying to bring her wedding forward so her dad can see her get married. I'm in the bridal party."
Tara tilts her head, her lips pulling downwards. "I'm really sorry to hear that. We'll manage for a few days. Definitely go and be with your friend. Just send me a message when you are back and available."
I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, really. Like I said, I didn't want to do this to you, especially with short notice. And being new. I just… she needs me."
"You don't have to explain yourself, doll. You need to be there with her. I'm sure George will miss you, but we'll be sure to update you on his dating mission as soon as you return."
We both laugh, the tension finally leaving my body. I put my hand on the door handle and start to open it. "Just as long as he doesn't mention his perfume, I think his date will really like him. Who knows… maybe we'll even be invited to a wedding in the future."
"Why do I have so many clothes?" I growl, laying on top of my suitcase as I try to zip it up.
Jeremy is laying on the bed, watching me fight the black monster with an amused look. "It's not even that much. You barely brought anything really. I have at least twice as many clothes as you. Besides, if you're only going for a few days, you just need a few pairs of pants, and like one shirt."
He's not wrong. Most of my belongings I chose to leave behind. I just figured I would start fresh with material items once I arrived, but I have been so carried away with things that I haven't had the time to go shopping. The idea of grabbing some more things temporarily enters my mind, but I shove the thought back out faster than I can sayAsher Taylor.
After chatting with Phoebe, I decided to leave a few days early so we could catch up on our own before the wedding planning. She needs girl time, and I need alcohol. Win-win.
"Jer, why don't you help me then?" I say, my legs flailing as I press the lid of the suitcase down with my weight.
He pretends to ponder for a moment before finally sitting up. He reaches over, grabs the zip, and effortlessly closes it for me.
I stop struggling and glare at him, much to his amusement.
"There, I helped."
"Give me that," I snap, snatching my vape from his hand as he picks it up from the bed. I take a drag, laying next to him.
Jeremy laughs, giving my head a little pat. "I was about to hand that to you. You're a stress-head. You need to learn to relax."
I slap my forehead. "What a marvellous idea! Why didn't I think of that? I'm stressed… I should just trynot being stressed."
He snorts and I reach over, smacking him in the forehead.
