Page 92 of Inferno
Gayle guffawed, waving a dismissive hand. “You know I’m not interested innowhite boys.”
“Umm-hmm.But?”
“Well,” Gayle conceded, her eyes twinkling with mischief, “heiskinda cute. And there was something rather endearing about him in that Sparky costume.”
Prissy grinned.“Lucky Jake.Good things happen to him when he’s dressed as an overgrown Dalmatian. That’s how he met my son’s teacher, Miss Dominguez. Whatever happened between them anyway? The last time I saw them together, they were dancing and having a good time at the fireman’s ball.”
“I don’t think it worked out. He told me she might be interested in someone else.” Gayle shrugged. “Anyway, he’s taking me to dinner on Friday. I’m giving himonedate to impress me.”
“Uh-oh.He’d better leave the Dalmatian costume at home, then.”
“Yeah.”Gayle grinned lasciviously. “But he can bring the long tongue.”
The two women were still howling with laughter when the rest of the staff poured into the office to celebrate the bond passage.
When Gayle left to answer the phones, then returned a few minutes later carrying a beautiful floral arrangement that had just been delivered, Prissy’s face lit up with pleasure.Even before she read the card, she knew who had sent the flowers.
Congratulations, sweetheart. I’ve always known you could accomplish anything you set your heart and mind to. Those voters never stood a chance. When you’ve finished celebrating there, I’ll be here waiting for you. Champagne…candles…clothing optional. Love Always, Your Biggest Fan
Prissy gave a dreamy sigh and fanned her watery eyes as her staff members traded soft, sentimental smiles.
Dabbing tears from the corners of her own eyes, Gayle sniffled and smiled at the only male staff member. Pointing to the card clutched to Prissy’s heart, she declared, “Nowthatis how you love a woman.”
Everyone laughed and nodded vigorously in agreement.
Half an hour later, Prissy strode past Gayle’s desk, car keys in hand, briefcase swinging at her side.
Gayle gave her a broad, knowing grin. “I guess I don’t have to ask whereyou’regoing.”
Prissy grinned. “If anyone calls looking for me, you can reach me at home.” She winked.“Or not.”
Gayle laughed. “Don’t worry, boss lady. I got your back.”
Prissy smiled gratefully. “And that’s why you’re the best, Gayle.Simply the best.”
And then she sailed out the door and went home to her husband, where the celebrating continued for the rest of the day, and long into the night.
