Well damn. Maybe I should be in Maria’s DMs.Is she single?
Jessy
Wow, can’t believe I’ve been outdone by an Italian grandmother
Paddy
Wait
Paddy
What?
Jessy
She’s hot though, if you’re into that
Paddy
I feel set up
Paddy
I guess I’ll just have to have some of your famous coffee then
I looked down at the message. We’d been texting back and forth all morning and I found my lips turning up into a smile with every one.
This had always been my favourite part of dating. The attention …
‘Eyes on the computer, Jessica,’ barked Karun from across the open-plan office, throwing me a glare. ‘Here at GSR Financials we value results.’
‘It’s Jessy,’ I muttered as I glanced back at the numbers, putting my earbuds in. The opening tune to ‘Honey and Spice’ came on and I relaxed. Patrick Tetlow, lyricist extraordinaire – now that was a man who had a way with words.
I spent the next few hours unpicking data from a spreadsheet. I knew I should be grateful – there were thousands of people desperate for a job like this.
Stability. Reliability. A pension that meant I would only have to work until I was seventy …
Ishouldbe grateful.
The sacrifices Laura had made, all those hours I’d spent studying, the money we’d poured into my degree to get me here – and it was just a little bit … shit.
My phone pinged again and after checking that Karun was chewing out someone else, I glanced down.
Paddy
Sorry if that was a bit much. I swear I wasn’t looking for an invite
Jessy
No, no, I just got yelled at for not focusing on work
Paddy
That arsehole boss still on your case?
Jessy
Yup. Hard to believe I only have, what, sixty years of this left?
