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I stared for a minute, then replied.See you there.
She was excited, and I could do this.
∞∞∞
“You’re here!” Kenzie squealed as I walked in. She wrapped her arms around me in a crushing hug.
“Yeah?” I replied.
She released me and took half a step back. “To be honest, I half expected you to cancel.”
I bit my lip. “I… um… I almost did.”
She hugged me again. “I’m glad you didn’t.”
We were led to a table, and Kenzie swayed giddily as she perused the menu.
I hadn’t seen her so happy in a while, and I was glad that I’d decided to come after all.
I picked up my menu, then laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Kenzie asked.
I shook my head. “Just the irony.”
“Huh? Explain.”
I rubbed my jaw. “Eli… when we were talking at the dance he asked if I liked Thai food. Then he said that he’d never had it.”
“He asked if you liked it, then said he’d never had it?”
I nodded. “Yeah… then he said we’d have to get some so I could introduce him to it.”
She grinned. “I knew dancing with him would be good for you!”
I frowned. “You… you’re not trying to set us up, are you?”
She shook her head and waved my concern off. “No. He’s straight. But sometimes I just need the company of another woman, you know? I thought maybe it was the same for the guys.”
It made sense, and I was glad that she wasn’t trying to set me up. Though I couldn’t quite squash a sliver of disappointment at learning that he was straight.
“You should try the curry here,” Kenzie continued. “It’s amazing, and you’ll definitely be able to rec it to Eli.”
I smiled, and though the expression felt foreign it was genuine. “Curry it is.”
Chapter 12 - Eli
Josh poked his head over the cubicle divider. “Hey, got a minute?”
I didn’t glance up from the spreadsheet I was working on. “I didn’t get you a job here so that we could chat all day.”
“I know that,” he chuckled. “I had to get some information clarified and am waiting on an email.”
“There’s nothing else you could be doing?”
“Already done it all. It’s Rosalyn I’m waiting on, and you know how she is.”
I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. I did know, which had been one of the advantages of moving up the ladder and letting Josh have my old position. Rosalyn was one of the salespeople, and was both good at her job, and had been with the company so long that upper management had decided that it was better to deal with her eccentricities—including a personal code of what she sold that seemed to change constantly. However, they assigned her to the newest accounts receivable clerks so that more experienced people weren’t constantly waiting on her to clarify her shorthand of the day.
