walking around. He seemed a little off,” Nicolette said.
“ Off? How?” I asked curiously.
“ Well, just not himself. He looked like he was stressed out or thinking about something. We’re trying to get some things out that I can’t legally speak about, so it could be that,” she said.
“ It probably is. It has to be. Oh well. I guess I was stupid for deep down hoping that something would come from nothing. It was a one-night stand,” I said, shaking it off.
“ Maybe we just need to find you a guy here to screw,” Nicolette said, as she looked around.
“ I don’t think so. No more of those. They cause nothing but trouble and miscommunication,” I said, shaking my hand.
“ Well then, maybe I need to find me a guy. Lord knows I need to get laid,” Nicolette said, taking a sip of her drink and scoping the bar out.
I saw her locking eyes with a lone guy on the other side of the bar. They kept glancing at each other, and I saw Nicolette flutter her eyelashes and smile. He motioned for her to come over, and like a lost puppy, she did, leaving her things, including her drink, with me. I hoped she wouldn’t be too loud tonight.
As I sat there waiting for Nicolette to come back, either with that guy or without, hopefully without, my phone buzzed. I didn’t receive many text messages, so when I did I knew it must be important.
I took my phone out of my bag and unlocked it, only to be taken by surprise when I opened the message.
“ I hope you’ve been doing well. I know I haven’t been that accessible lately, but I’ve been thinking about something and I would like to see you soon. I think I could take care of some problems ,” Blake said.
I was floored as I read and reread his text a few times. What could he take care of? Was it the internship? Did I get it, or was I going to get it? What if sleeping with him got me that opportunity? I admit it seemed a little hookerish, but I needed that internship and in turn, the job it could ultimately lead to. Sometimes you need to know you’re taken care of.
“ What do you mean? ” I replied.
“ Can I meet you tomorrow? I could buy you lunch and explain things a little further ,” he replied.
“ That sounds good, ” I typed back.
“ That guy was a dud,” Nicolette said, before picking up her drink and taking a large swig.
“ He texted me,” I said bluntly.
“ Who?” she asked, looking around.
“ Blake. He texted me and wants to take me out,” I said.
“ Are you serious?” she asked with a look of shock. “When is he taking you out again?”
“ Tomorrow,” I said.
“ Wow. Two dinners in a week. That’s a good sign, Penny,” she said.
“ Well, it’s lunch tomorrow,” I said.
“ Oh,” she replied.
“ What?” I asked.
“ Nothing. It’s just that lunch dates usually aren’t that serious, you know? If a guy asks you to lunch on a workday, you shouldn’t get your hopes up. It’s a date more likely to get you dumped than anything,” she said.
“ Gee, thanks, Nicolette. You’re really making me just so hopeful,” I said, as I rolled my eyes and sighed.
“ I’m sure that’s not what’s going to happen to you, though! He’s just a busy man. It’s probably the only time he can right now,” Nicolette said, obviously trying to backtrack her last statement.
“ Yeah, I hope you’re right. Now I’m nervous,” I said.
“ Don’t be. It’ll be fine. What’s the worst that can happen?” she asked.
“ Um, I get rejected, lose out on this internship, which makes me lose out on a possible job for after graduation, which means I’ll have no money and will have to move out of the apartment and back to Illinois to live with my parents,” I said.
“ Oh, shut up,” Nicolette said, motioning to the bartender for more drinks.
“ We can’t afford any more drinks,” I whispered.
“ Relax, I got it. Besides, it’s necessary. You need it,” she said.
Nicolette came back with two shots of tequila, which I
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