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sounds good."
"I won't be home when you get here, so I wanted to let you know--" she paused. "Oh, and Chase will be joining us. I invited him too."
"Chelsea, what are you trying to do?" I asked, allowing her to hear my frustration.
"I'm not trying to do anything. He's a friend, and we are going out to celebrate my engagement and your new job."
"Chase has a new job, too. He didn't tell you?"
"No… that asshole. Where is he working now?"
"Oh, I'll let him tell you. It's to die for."
I got off the phone. I had sparked Chelsea's interests but hadn't filled her in on the big news. If she was going to run interference, then I was going to make her suffer from my lack information, which I knew she was dying to hear.
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The rest of the work day went by much as the morning had. I spent countless hours skimming over papers, staring at my computer screen, and jotting down notes until my brain was on the brink of exhaustion.
Tearing out of the office building and making my way home, I quickly changed into a pair of comfortable jeans, a glittery tank top, and my black flats. Ciao Bella's was a casual Italian restaurant and after having to parade around in four inch heels all day, the dressed down, casual look was exactly what I needed.
The hostess located my party and walked me to their table. I was the last to arrive, and they looked to be a few drinks in already.
"Hi, stranger," Chelsea greeted me, "I have a Lemon Drop coming out for you."
"Thanks. I need it."
"Rough day at the office?" Chase asked with a condescending grin on his face.
"Not so much rough, just draining." I replied taking a seat next to him.
The waitress came out with my drink and Hunter put in an order for fried calamari. I dug into the bread that was placed in the center of the table while nudging Chase in the arm.
"So we're here to celebrate the engagement of Chels and Hunter, my new job, and yours too, Chase," I said, raising my drink to toast the table.
"Yeah, Chase. What's this new job of yours?" Chelsea asked, taking a long sip of her martini.
Chase's face twisted and he took a swig of his beer before quickly blurting out, "Interning at Bradley."
I watched as Chelsea's face scrunched in utter disgust. She took a long sip of her martini and looked at Chase and then back to me.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" she asked
"No. I applied a while ago. I interviewed and I got it," Chase replied, then took another long sip of his beer.
"And you want that position?" Hunter finally added in, looking inquisitively at Chase.
"It's the opportunity of a life time. I'm just looking at my long term goals."
An awkward silence was cast over the table when Chelsea finally ended it.
"You've lost your fucking mind, Chase!" Chelsea screeched, her high pitched voice reverberating throughout the building. "And what the hell is wrong with you, Cara? You're okay with this?"
"No, not at all," My sudden revelation had me backtracking, since I had told Chase that I was happy for him.
Glancing over at Chase, I took notice of the red hue of his face. I wasn't sure if it was anger or embarrassment, but Chelsea was relentless with her disgust for the idea of any of us being anywhere near Jason.
"It's a good career move, Chelsea, that's all," Chase retorted.
"I don't get it. I'd rather be unemployed." She looked at Hunter for confirmation, but he didn't give any.
"Actually, babe, I think this is good for Chase. If Jason doesn't have any ulterior motives, this could set you up for a promising career," he said, looking directly at Chase.
"Well, good luck. I don't trust shit that has to do with that guy," Chelsea said, with a sour look on her face.
The waitress came out with the order of fried calamari and took our orders. Chelsea ordered yet another martini while I opted for lemon water. I could tell if we didn't cut her off soon that our night would get even more interesting.
"Cara, fill us in
"I won't be home when you get here, so I wanted to let you know--" she paused. "Oh, and Chase will be joining us. I invited him too."
"Chelsea, what are you trying to do?" I asked, allowing her to hear my frustration.
"I'm not trying to do anything. He's a friend, and we are going out to celebrate my engagement and your new job."
"Chase has a new job, too. He didn't tell you?"
"No… that asshole. Where is he working now?"
"Oh, I'll let him tell you. It's to die for."
I got off the phone. I had sparked Chelsea's interests but hadn't filled her in on the big news. If she was going to run interference, then I was going to make her suffer from my lack information, which I knew she was dying to hear.
<>
The rest of the work day went by much as the morning had. I spent countless hours skimming over papers, staring at my computer screen, and jotting down notes until my brain was on the brink of exhaustion.
Tearing out of the office building and making my way home, I quickly changed into a pair of comfortable jeans, a glittery tank top, and my black flats. Ciao Bella's was a casual Italian restaurant and after having to parade around in four inch heels all day, the dressed down, casual look was exactly what I needed.
The hostess located my party and walked me to their table. I was the last to arrive, and they looked to be a few drinks in already.
"Hi, stranger," Chelsea greeted me, "I have a Lemon Drop coming out for you."
"Thanks. I need it."
"Rough day at the office?" Chase asked with a condescending grin on his face.
"Not so much rough, just draining." I replied taking a seat next to him.
The waitress came out with my drink and Hunter put in an order for fried calamari. I dug into the bread that was placed in the center of the table while nudging Chase in the arm.
"So we're here to celebrate the engagement of Chels and Hunter, my new job, and yours too, Chase," I said, raising my drink to toast the table.
"Yeah, Chase. What's this new job of yours?" Chelsea asked, taking a long sip of her martini.
Chase's face twisted and he took a swig of his beer before quickly blurting out, "Interning at Bradley."
I watched as Chelsea's face scrunched in utter disgust. She took a long sip of her martini and looked at Chase and then back to me.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" she asked
"No. I applied a while ago. I interviewed and I got it," Chase replied, then took another long sip of his beer.
"And you want that position?" Hunter finally added in, looking inquisitively at Chase.
"It's the opportunity of a life time. I'm just looking at my long term goals."
An awkward silence was cast over the table when Chelsea finally ended it.
"You've lost your fucking mind, Chase!" Chelsea screeched, her high pitched voice reverberating throughout the building. "And what the hell is wrong with you, Cara? You're okay with this?"
"No, not at all," My sudden revelation had me backtracking, since I had told Chase that I was happy for him.
Glancing over at Chase, I took notice of the red hue of his face. I wasn't sure if it was anger or embarrassment, but Chelsea was relentless with her disgust for the idea of any of us being anywhere near Jason.
"It's a good career move, Chelsea, that's all," Chase retorted.
"I don't get it. I'd rather be unemployed." She looked at Hunter for confirmation, but he didn't give any.
"Actually, babe, I think this is good for Chase. If Jason doesn't have any ulterior motives, this could set you up for a promising career," he said, looking directly at Chase.
"Well, good luck. I don't trust shit that has to do with that guy," Chelsea said, with a sour look on her face.
The waitress came out with the order of fried calamari and took our orders. Chelsea ordered yet another martini while I opted for lemon water. I could tell if we didn't cut her off soon that our night would get even more interesting.
"Cara, fill us in
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