“What are you buying?” Erica asked.
“I’m not sure yet. I’ll figure it out unless you come up with something.”
“I’ll let you know,” Erica said. “When are you leaving for New York City, before I forget?”
“Tomorrow afternoon,” she said. “I wanted to go on New Year’s Eve, that morning, but the sponsor called and asked that I be there before I would have arrived that day. They want me and two others that I know to meet.”
“To do what?” Erica asked. “If you know them.”
“I know them from online,” she said. “All three of us promote their products. They want us to shoot a campaign together and for each of us to post it. We are the only three that will go there this time of year.”
Watching the ball drop hadn’t been at the top of her list of things to do since she’d done it before.
Sure, the atmosphere was electric, but it was also chaotic.
She was trying to cut out as much chaos from her life as she could.
Especially since, like an idiot this morning, she accepted a gift card from Skyler that he’d sent her on Christmas day.
It was common for people to send her gift cards. Clients and others on social media that she had a connection with. She sent them to people too.
She sent gifts if she knew addresses, but no one knew hers, and that meant gift cards if she received anything.
She’d been in a rush to go through them and saw the one for Godiva and was all giddy. When she saw it was a guy she’d chatted with online for about a year and then went on a date with, she wished she hadn’t accepted it.
Their one date wasn’t horrible. Just not enough to have a second.
He was using her for exposure, and she hated that more than anything.
Maybe she did that without thinking because her mind was just on other things.
Like thoughts of Micah and wondering when she’d see him again.
Not this week.
She’d be leaving town tomorrow and wouldn’t be back until late Thursday afternoon.
For all she knew, he was working, or if he wasn’t, he would have his daughter at his house with him.
But she wouldn’t be clingy like she’d told him.
“You’re not staying with them, are you?” Erica asked.
“Don’t be a mother to me,” she said. “I’m staying with Lizzie and that is who I’m going out with on New Year’s Eve. But I’ve got work to do first.”
Lizzie had mentioned a few others from their old job at Media Creator who might want to join them, but she was hoping it didn’t turn out that way.
“I just wanted to make sure you weren’t with a bunch of strangers,” Erica said. “That isn’t being a mother.”
“Well,” she said, giggling. “Newsflash. I’ll be surrounded by strangers on Broadway.”
“Don’t remind me,” Erica said. “But I know you like those things.”
“Not as much anymore.”
“What does Micah think of it?” Erica asked.
“I haven’t told him,” she said. “We haven’t talked much. He was working yesterday and today so the most we’ve done are a few texts. I think his daughter is staying with him, so that makes it harder.”