Page 13 of Sinful Seduction


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Me:Any chance you can get a sitter tonight? I could use a girls night.

Sadie:Sure! Jeremiah is actually back from his business trip, so he can stay with Ayah. Is everything okay?

Me:I’ll explain later. Juliet’s coming too!

Sadie:Yay! Okay. I’ll get ready. I can be there in an hour.

Me:Thanks, Sadie. <3

I felt a little better knowing I had people in my life who would drop everything to be with me, and I would do the same for them.

A little over an hour later, Juliet walked through the door with a bottle of champagne, clearly thinking I wanted to celebrate the promotion she assumed I had gotten. Sadie showed up a few minutes after with a bouquet of flowers. I almost didn’t have the heart to tell them I didn’t get the one thing they had both been hyping me up for.

“So?” Juliet raised a brow, an anticipating smile on her lips.

“How did it go?” asked Sadie, as she put the flowers in a vase with water on my kitchen counter.

“I didn’t get it…” I sighed, looking at the ground.

“What?” they both exclaimed in unison.

“My father had other plans, I guess.”

“He didn’t retire?” asked Juliet in amazement.

“Oh, no. He did. He made his announcement and everything. Delivered a nice little speech. “

“I’m confused…” said Sadie, furrowing her brow.

“He gave the job to someone else,” I said softly.

“What?”

“Who?”

“Some asshole named Chandler White.”

“Who the hell is that?” asked Juliet, her voice raising.

“The same guy who left me on the sidewalk covered in coffee.”

“No!” She looked horrified.

“Who? What?” Sadie looked between the two of us confused.

I filled her in on the morning’s coffee shop debacle, and how the same asshole was now my boss. She listened on wide-eyed in disbelief.

“What are the odds?” said Juliet, shaking her head.

“One in a freaking billion,” I muttered.

The three of us stayed quiet for a moment, as if everyone was digesting the horror show of my day. I let out a sigh and stood up suddenly from the counter stool surrounding the kitchen island where we had gathered.

“Can we go out?” I asked.

“Definitely,” they said in unison.

I laughed softly. It was funny how different, yet similar the two of them were. They had only just met recently, but got along really well. I was glad my past and my present could mesh together so well. It was a testament to my friends.