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bar stretched along one side of the restaurant, with rows of dark wood tables and then some padded booths carved out from a center peninsula. Candles flickered in tall glass containers on the tables and lots of funky lighting created a sophisticated atmosphere. Lovey slid into the booth, settled, and began studying the Italian menu. It was only a few minutes before she spotted Jillian at the entrance. She waved eagerly at her and stood, and with a big smile Jillian hurried toward her.
“Lovey!” Jillian threw her arms around her friend and they hugged. Cold air clung to Jillian’s jacket and her cheek was chilled too as Lovey hugged her back.
“You look gorgeous!” Lovey drew back, smiling. “I like the new haircut.”
She’d seen photos on Facebook when Jillian got it done. They’d only seen each other in person a couple of times since college but kept in touch online.
“Thanks!”
Jillian unwrapped her scarf and pulled off her jacket, then hung it on a nearby coatrack along with Lovey’s. She took the seat across from her. “So this is awesome that you’re here in Chicago!”
“Yeah, I’m excited about it.”
“It was a snap decision, though, wasn’t it?”
“No!”
Jillian gave Lovey a knowing look. Yes, Jillian knew her and her impulsiveness well. “Well, yes.” Lovey sighed.
“You can tell me all about it over dinner,” Jillian said. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to lecture you.”
“That’s good, because my brother is,” Lovey muttered. She picked up her menu again.
They ordered a bottle of wine to share, and sipped as they decided on food. “I don’t know what to have! The pizza looks amazing.”
“It’s great,” Jillian confirmed. “But then, so are the pastas.”
Lovey agonized over her choice, and eventually they agreed that Lovey would have pasta and Jillian would have pizza, and they’d share. Jillian chose a burnt pepperoni pizza, which she assured Lovey was fantastic, and Lovey ordered orecchiette with prosciutto, watercress, and Pecorino cheese.
“Tell me about your job,” Lovey invited once their orders had been taken. “How’s the beer company?”
Jillian grinned and fingered the stem of her wineglass. “It’s good! I love working there. I’m an associate brand manager right now, but I’m working on moving up to senior brand manager.”
They’d had some courses together in college, although they got different degrees, Jillian’s in Marketing, Lovey’s in Visual Communications, but Lovey’d ended up working in marketing too after she graduated. Jillian had landed a primo job with Moens Breweries in Chicago only a year after finishing school. Lovey had also done a Social Media certificate and had started working on some social media things for her former employer, Kleinheinz Cheese. Yes, she tweeted about cheese.
“So I thought you liked your cheese job,” Jillian said.
“I did like it.” Lovey looked down at the plate of food that had just been set in front of her. “I mean, it was okay. I just…the whole nine-to-five thing, having to do what other people tell me…it bugged me.”
“That’s what working for a living is.”
“I know.” Lovey gave her a crooked smile. “I didn’t quit just because of that. I broke up with Richard.”
“What happened?” Jillian’s eyes softened as she picked up her fork.
“He wanted to get married and have babies. Like, tomorrow.”
“Oh.” Jillian’s eyes widened.
“He’s thirty-six,” Lovey continued. “I guess I should have known an older guy would be ready to settle down. It was fun at first…he’s a vice president at Kleinheinz, he’s financially stable, has a nice house…I felt all grown up dating him.”
Jillian smiled.
“But wow, he got serious really fast. It scared the crap out of me. I’m not ready to settle down and have babies!”
“No?”
“No.” Lovey tipped her head. “Are you?”
Jillian shrugged. “Maybe if I met the right guy.”
“Are you seeing
“Lovey!” Jillian threw her arms around her friend and they hugged. Cold air clung to Jillian’s jacket and her cheek was chilled too as Lovey hugged her back.
“You look gorgeous!” Lovey drew back, smiling. “I like the new haircut.”
She’d seen photos on Facebook when Jillian got it done. They’d only seen each other in person a couple of times since college but kept in touch online.
“Thanks!”
Jillian unwrapped her scarf and pulled off her jacket, then hung it on a nearby coatrack along with Lovey’s. She took the seat across from her. “So this is awesome that you’re here in Chicago!”
“Yeah, I’m excited about it.”
“It was a snap decision, though, wasn’t it?”
“No!”
Jillian gave Lovey a knowing look. Yes, Jillian knew her and her impulsiveness well. “Well, yes.” Lovey sighed.
“You can tell me all about it over dinner,” Jillian said. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to lecture you.”
“That’s good, because my brother is,” Lovey muttered. She picked up her menu again.
They ordered a bottle of wine to share, and sipped as they decided on food. “I don’t know what to have! The pizza looks amazing.”
“It’s great,” Jillian confirmed. “But then, so are the pastas.”
Lovey agonized over her choice, and eventually they agreed that Lovey would have pasta and Jillian would have pizza, and they’d share. Jillian chose a burnt pepperoni pizza, which she assured Lovey was fantastic, and Lovey ordered orecchiette with prosciutto, watercress, and Pecorino cheese.
“Tell me about your job,” Lovey invited once their orders had been taken. “How’s the beer company?”
Jillian grinned and fingered the stem of her wineglass. “It’s good! I love working there. I’m an associate brand manager right now, but I’m working on moving up to senior brand manager.”
They’d had some courses together in college, although they got different degrees, Jillian’s in Marketing, Lovey’s in Visual Communications, but Lovey’d ended up working in marketing too after she graduated. Jillian had landed a primo job with Moens Breweries in Chicago only a year after finishing school. Lovey had also done a Social Media certificate and had started working on some social media things for her former employer, Kleinheinz Cheese. Yes, she tweeted about cheese.
“So I thought you liked your cheese job,” Jillian said.
“I did like it.” Lovey looked down at the plate of food that had just been set in front of her. “I mean, it was okay. I just…the whole nine-to-five thing, having to do what other people tell me…it bugged me.”
“That’s what working for a living is.”
“I know.” Lovey gave her a crooked smile. “I didn’t quit just because of that. I broke up with Richard.”
“What happened?” Jillian’s eyes softened as she picked up her fork.
“He wanted to get married and have babies. Like, tomorrow.”
“Oh.” Jillian’s eyes widened.
“He’s thirty-six,” Lovey continued. “I guess I should have known an older guy would be ready to settle down. It was fun at first…he’s a vice president at Kleinheinz, he’s financially stable, has a nice house…I felt all grown up dating him.”
Jillian smiled.
“But wow, he got serious really fast. It scared the crap out of me. I’m not ready to settle down and have babies!”
“No?”
“No.” Lovey tipped her head. “Are you?”
Jillian shrugged. “Maybe if I met the right guy.”
“Are you seeing
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