“I kind of just got fired.”
“What the fuck?” he bellowed.
“Because they offered me a different job,” I said in a sing-song voice. “In the Springs.”
“Come again?”
I filled him in on my conversation with Al, including how nervous I was as I walked to his office.
“Oh my god, honey, I thought for sure they were comin’ for me.”
“Why? There’snoevidence.”
“When has that stopped the cops before,” I pointed out. “You remember how they treated Wyatt when Teddy came to the club without telling anyone. The cops totally interrogated her about Dad, saying they were concerned for her safety. And you know I wouldn’t do well under interrogation. I’d fold like a deck of cards, and I’m just way too pretty for prison.”
He laughed. “Well, it’s good you don’t have to don an orange jumpsuit then.”
“Oh, totally. Orange issonot my color.” I smiled.
“All the colors of the rainbow are your colors, baby.”
I chuckled. “Thanks, honey.”
“So, did you sign the paperwork?”
“Yes, definitely,” I said. “This means I’ll get to sleep in for an extra hour and be home every night for dinner.”
“Best news of all. I’m so fuckin’ proud of you,” he said.
I grinned. “Thanks, honey. I’ll be home in about an hour, then I don’t work until next Wednesday.”
“Right. You’re comin’ home and we’re goin’ out to celebrate.”
“I might even be there in half an hour if traffic’s light.”
“Okay, baby, drive carefully, yeah? I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
We rang off and I continued home, pulling into the parking lot forty-two minutes later. I left my stuff in the trunk and rushed up to Aero’s apartment, finding myself pulled into his arms and kissed thoroughly the second I walked through the door.
“Got a reservation at the Bistro,” he said, once he released me. “In forty minutes.”
“What?” I squeaked. “I have to shower!”
He smacked my butt. “Then you better get your ass in gear.”
I made a run for the bathroom and took the fastest shower I’d ever taken before. I was ready in thirty minutes, but the Bistro was almost fifteen minutes away, so we’d have to speed in order to make the reservation.
“Why are you just now putting on your boots?” I snapped as I walked out to the living room, trying to secure my earring as I moved.
“Because we don’t need to be there for thirty minutes,” he said.
“You said the reservation was at six.”
“I lied.”
