Page 55 of Game Over

“That’s what I was thinking. I like the chrome on it.”

“Are you excited?”

“I am, but also nervous. Apparently, a lot of the real big people will be here, and I’m sure I’ll get sucked into talking to them. Especially since Celine has been trying to get me to be her protegee essentially.”

“Have you given that any more thought? If you will apply once she leaves?” Emma asked as she scrolled on her phone.

“Yes and no. Every time I do, I start to freak out because what if I don’t do well enough? That’s a lot of people and areas I would be responsible for.”

“Well, if it helps any, I think you’d do great. You’re already a kick ass boss.”

“Thanks, Em. I appreciate it. You ready to go?”

“Yep, let me run to the restroom real quick before we go.”

I texted Spencer to let him know that we were headed out now and that I would text him when I could. The nail salon we went to was so calm and peaceful, and everyone was always so nice. When we checked in, they offered us a glass of wine while we waited for them to get set up. I decided to go with all black for the toenail color so it matched my nails.

“I need one of these massage chairs for my house. I swear they’re so nice, dude.” I wasn’t sure where I’d put it, but I would find somewhere.

“Right? We need to book actual massages one day. Hey, we could do a couples one!”

“Works for me, it’s been a while since we’ve gotten one. Maybe next weekend or something,” I said as I cracked an eye open to look at her.

We sat and chatted while the two salon workers did our toes. Em caught me up on all the recent ER drama. Who’s sleeping with whom, who cheated on whom, and who got caught doing all of the above in a room or closet. Since Emma couldn’t have her nails done due to her nursing job, she sat next to me and played on her phone while she waited.

“Oh yeah, these are perfect. Look at them.” I stretched my fingers out and flipped my hand around so she could see.

“Yes, bitch, those are amazing. If I ever have an opportunity to get mine done, I’m so copying you.”

Heading up front and to pay, we decided to walk next door to grab some sub sandwiches for dinner. It was her stretch of three days off, so she was going to come stay the night and hang out to help me get ready tomorrow.

After we got home and finished eating, I made my way to my bedroom and Emma to the guest one so we could shower and get ready for bed.

Turning on some quiet music, I set to work filling the tub with coconut epsom salts and lighting all my candles. Sinking into the hot water, it relaxed all my muscles and joints. While I was lying there, my phone started to ring. I quickly dried my hands off and picked it up, seeing that Spencer was facetiming me.

“Hey there, lover boy,” I said as I answered and sat back in the warm water.

“Well, hello there, gorgeous. Am I missing a show?” he was craning his neck on the phone, trying to see more.

“Incorrigible. I’m just taking a bath, but I didn’t want to miss your call, but now I’m thinking I should’ve let it go to voicemail.”

“Can you blame me? You’re breathtaking, and I only get to see you through a phone screen right now. This is actually evil, and I think you live to torture me,” he teased and grabbed his heart like an arrow had been shot through it.

“Spencer James, oh my god,” I couldn’t help but laugh at how outlandish he was being. If there was one thing this man did consistently, it was make me laugh no matter what. “I do not live to torture you. Okay, well maybe a little, but you kinda like it when I’m mean to you.”

“Shhh, no one’s supposed to know that. I wanted to call and check in on you, make sure you weren’t gonna stand me up tomorrow.” He propped his phone against his computer as he pulled his headset on. The system came to life as lights reflected against his glasses.

“I’m so done with you. No, I'm not going to stand you up. I’m really excited, and think it’ll be a lot of fun.”

“Me too, sweetheart. Is six still a good time to pick you up?”

“Yep, that's perfect. I miss you so much.”

“I miss you, but you’ll have a fun girls’ night with Emma, and tomorrow will be here before you know it. I’ll let you go so you can relax, and I’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful.”

“Bye, Spence, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

After hanging up, I scrolled on my phone for a bit before washing off, getting out to dry off, and doing my skin care. Emma had turned the TV in the bedroom on and was cuddled up and eating some ice cream when I walked back in.