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begging me to step away from the eBid! I didn’t listen. I also couldn’t help checking the items Izzy was bidding on; for some strange reason I was very invested in making sure she had all the parts and pieces for her school dance ensemble. So far, so good. Well, until Tony found out his evening at the opera had cost him way more than he knew.
I sat back and sipped my coffee. “Crap,” I said under my breath. I needed my job, which meant I really should say something to Tony about my eBay influence on his daughter. But if I did, I’d have to undo the invitation my mother had orchestrated at the same time. “My mommy got me a date” was so flipping humiliating.
Summoning my courage, I opened my e-mail, fully prepared to send Tony a quick message explaining things when I spotted an e-mail from Izzy. My courage-o-meter dropped. There was no way she’d know my office e-mail. Well, if she knew her dad’s e-mail, maybe she had figured it out on her own. I don’t remember being asked if I wanted a new buddy on my e-mail list.
Izzy’s e-mail was a smart, amusing, and enthusiastic thank-you for Saturday night. Part of me was really touched, and my ego was a bit stroked by the blatant adulation from Izzy. Until I reached the third paragraph.
… am SO looking forward to Atlanta. It’ll be way cool. I’ve never been to Six Flags, and Dad hasn’t taken a vaca since before we moved here. I know it’s not 100% for sure, but if we come can I wear the Betsey dress for the wedding? Will you help me with hair and stuff?—Izzy
“Now what do I do?” I whined. Now there was no way I could uninvite Tony. Not without disappointing Izzy. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go with Tony, who wouldn’t? But now it was a Caprelli family affair, all thanks to my mother. I knew from experience that she would make a point of telling anyone and everyone that she’d personally selected the tall, dark, and handsome attorney for me.
“What do you do about what?” Becky asked as she sauntered in, filled her coffee mug from my personal stash, and then sat in one of the chairs across from me.
“Tony already told his daughter they might be going to the wedding.”
Becky’s perfect brows arched. “Well, well. Looks like you’ll get that date after all.”
“Date? He’s bringing his daughter. It’s not a date, it’s coparenting.” I gave her a recap of how the “date” happened and how I had “invited” Liam out of spite.
Becky’s eyes glistened with humor. “So you went from no date to two dates in the span of a few seconds? Well, which one are you going to choose? You’ve been hot for Liam for a long time. But I know you’re hot for Tony, and you said you liked the kid.”
“I do.”
“Then maybe you should have them draw straws or something. Or you could send each of them naked photos of yourself. First one to reply wins.” Becky was enjoying this waaaay too much.
She sniffed the air around her. “What is that smell?”
I pointed to Ellen’s four bags. “How come she didn’t ask you to run her personal errands?”
“Because I went to law school,” she replied with a wry grin.
“I don’t like you anymore.”
“Sure you do. So what’s your plan? Maybe you won’t need one. Maybe Liam will have a thing .”
The dreaded thing. “You’re right. He has way too many things .” Decision made. I’d just keep uninviting until he got it. Maybe I’ll even tell him I have a thing .
“Good choice, given what happened last night,” Becky said. I guess my confusion showed because she added, “Didn’t you get an e-mail from Jane?”
I shook my head. “I haven’t been through my in-box yet, why?”
Becky rose. “I think I’ll leave you alone with your e-mail.”
“Why? What happened?” A knot was forming in the pit of my stomach.
It was Becky’s turn to shake her head. “Oh, no. You’re on your own with that one. It’s between you and Jane.”
After Becky’s swift exit, I
I sat back and sipped my coffee. “Crap,” I said under my breath. I needed my job, which meant I really should say something to Tony about my eBay influence on his daughter. But if I did, I’d have to undo the invitation my mother had orchestrated at the same time. “My mommy got me a date” was so flipping humiliating.
Summoning my courage, I opened my e-mail, fully prepared to send Tony a quick message explaining things when I spotted an e-mail from Izzy. My courage-o-meter dropped. There was no way she’d know my office e-mail. Well, if she knew her dad’s e-mail, maybe she had figured it out on her own. I don’t remember being asked if I wanted a new buddy on my e-mail list.
Izzy’s e-mail was a smart, amusing, and enthusiastic thank-you for Saturday night. Part of me was really touched, and my ego was a bit stroked by the blatant adulation from Izzy. Until I reached the third paragraph.
… am SO looking forward to Atlanta. It’ll be way cool. I’ve never been to Six Flags, and Dad hasn’t taken a vaca since before we moved here. I know it’s not 100% for sure, but if we come can I wear the Betsey dress for the wedding? Will you help me with hair and stuff?—Izzy
“Now what do I do?” I whined. Now there was no way I could uninvite Tony. Not without disappointing Izzy. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go with Tony, who wouldn’t? But now it was a Caprelli family affair, all thanks to my mother. I knew from experience that she would make a point of telling anyone and everyone that she’d personally selected the tall, dark, and handsome attorney for me.
“What do you do about what?” Becky asked as she sauntered in, filled her coffee mug from my personal stash, and then sat in one of the chairs across from me.
“Tony already told his daughter they might be going to the wedding.”
Becky’s perfect brows arched. “Well, well. Looks like you’ll get that date after all.”
“Date? He’s bringing his daughter. It’s not a date, it’s coparenting.” I gave her a recap of how the “date” happened and how I had “invited” Liam out of spite.
Becky’s eyes glistened with humor. “So you went from no date to two dates in the span of a few seconds? Well, which one are you going to choose? You’ve been hot for Liam for a long time. But I know you’re hot for Tony, and you said you liked the kid.”
“I do.”
“Then maybe you should have them draw straws or something. Or you could send each of them naked photos of yourself. First one to reply wins.” Becky was enjoying this waaaay too much.
She sniffed the air around her. “What is that smell?”
I pointed to Ellen’s four bags. “How come she didn’t ask you to run her personal errands?”
“Because I went to law school,” she replied with a wry grin.
“I don’t like you anymore.”
“Sure you do. So what’s your plan? Maybe you won’t need one. Maybe Liam will have a thing .”
The dreaded thing. “You’re right. He has way too many things .” Decision made. I’d just keep uninviting until he got it. Maybe I’ll even tell him I have a thing .
“Good choice, given what happened last night,” Becky said. I guess my confusion showed because she added, “Didn’t you get an e-mail from Jane?”
I shook my head. “I haven’t been through my in-box yet, why?”
Becky rose. “I think I’ll leave you alone with your e-mail.”
“Why? What happened?” A knot was forming in the pit of my stomach.
It was Becky’s turn to shake her head. “Oh, no. You’re on your own with that one. It’s between you and Jane.”
After Becky’s swift exit, I
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