Page 117 of Protecting Christina

Will was flying us to Greece tomorrow on his private jet. I’d only learned recently just how rich Will was and things like vacations to Greece weren’t just something rich people did but now something I did. I shook my head just thinking about it.

“Yes. I have to help my sister settle in, and then I’ll start packing.”

“Is your sister moving into the new place tonight?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, she’s going to love living in our building. And it will be good to have her close by.”

I smiled. I hadn’t lived under the same roof as my sister in nearly fifteen years. “Yeah. It will be nice to see her more often.”

Will offered my sister Faye’s apartment after Faye moved into a larger one in our building this month. She had a full-time job and could afford daycare for her children. We were planning to have Faye and the kids over for dinner when we got back from Greece. Will and I had gotten close to those kids over the last few months. The little one always wanted to play soldiers with Will.

When it was time to break for lunch, Nikole and I sat in the staff room together and planned what I would bring to Greece.

“You don’t need much. Just don’t forget your sunscreen and put it on when you’re naked. If you don’t, you’ll always burn in the most awkward spots.”

“If I put my sunscreen on naked, Will would never let me leave the room.”

Nikole sighed. “I know. Isn’t it great?”

We both chuckled.

“It’s crazy to think how much my life has changed in less than six months,” I said, opening my lunch container.

We sat down at the same table as Alicia and her friends. I could easily hear their conversation with Alicia’s high-pitched voice.

“Then I told her if she couldn’t file my nails exactly the way I showed her in the picture, I wasn’t paying for the service.”

“You are so good at compromising,” said one of her friends.

“I know, right?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Hey, Alicia,” I called out.

She turned, shocked that I had addressed her as I’d hardly ever spoken to her.

“Maybe instead of putting your foot in your mouth, you should shove that file up your ass next time.”

“What?!” she shrieked.

Nikole shook her head. “I guess not everything about you has changed,” she said.

“Nope. Not everything,” I said and took a bite of my pasta carbonara that Will had made last night.

After I sat back at my desk, my phone rang. It was my friend Gabby. “Hey, Chrissy, are you busy?”

I looked at my schedule. “I don’t have anything pressing for today. Do you need something?”

“Yeah. There’s this woman… Can you come to my office?”

“Sure. I’ll be there soon.”

Without wasting any time, I got my car and drove over to Gabby’s office.

Not wanting to wait for the elevator, I took the stairs and arrived, nearly panting at her door.

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