Going Up!

Chapter Three

I sat sipping my wine and playing Words with Friends on my phone while I waited for Rose. She arrived about 10 minutes after I was seated  at the table in the middle of the restaurant.

"Ok, fucking spill" she said, as sat across from me in the busy restaurant.

"Geez, no time to breathe I see." I huffed out, rolling my eyes at her and setting my phone beside me.

"Dude,  you quit your internship the first day, there better be a good reason.  You need to be able to pay rent on our apartment! That grant money is  going to run out in a few months. I know internships don't pay much but  it was at least enough to pay rent."  She sighed at me.

"I  know, I know. I promise I have a good reason. Get a drink, you're  definitely going to need one for this." I waited for our waiter to take  her order and deliver her drink before I told her what had happened in  the elevator earlier today.

"Ok, so hold up, your boss gave you the best orgasm of your life, in an elevator at work and you quit? Are  you stupid?!?!" she looked at me like had grown a second head. 

"No Rose, I'm trying to be a professional. I can't work for someone who  sleeps with their employees!" I rolled my eyes at her, as I snapped up a  piece of bread out of the basket in the middle of the table. My phone, which was sitting face up on the table, dinged. My eyes glanced over at it at the same time Rose's did. An email alert from one Mr. Ben Solo lit  up the screen.

My hands were faster at grabbing my phone, as she  started to reach for it. "I don't think so!" I laughed at her, my mouth still full of the breadstick. I swiped my finger across the email and my  eyes about fell out of my sockets at the offer I was now looking at on the screen.

I handed my phone to Rose, not saying a word, mostly  because I was for once, actually speechless. "Holy forking shirtballs!  You know you have to accept this right?" She looked at me, her eyes  showing the shock I'm sure my own face reflected. 

"So I just let him buy me?" I wanted to cry. "I fucking hate him and his fucking beautiful face and amazingly good dick." Of course, as the last words left my mouth as our server chose to deliver our meals. The embarrassment on his face was evident.

Well fuck now I get to tip extra.

"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry." I said, clamping my hand over my mouth.

He  laughed and said, "Hey, we've all been there one way or another. Mine was my wife. I hated her and her beautiful face and body too, a year  later, I married her ass. Maybe give the guy a shot?"

Great, now I'm taking relationship advice from a server in Times Square. Shoot me.  "Ugh. Rosssssse." I said her name as a whine, the server dismissing himself to attend to his other tables. "I have to take this job offer don't I? I can't turn down that kind of money as an entry level  associate."

Rose sighed, taking sip of her wine and leaning back in her chair. "It sounds  to me like you already know your answer Rey. I say let's eat some lunch, go do some shopping, then maybe do some binge watching of Lucifer tonight?" She said the last part WAY too hopefully. I hadn't even started the series with her yet, but she was constantly going on about it.  

"Fine. I could use some retail therapy and Tom Ellis in my life." I said, with a smile.  "You've heard all about my crazy morning, I haven't had a chance to ask  how yours went!?" 

"Oh!  I almost forgot too! I closed two contracts this morning, so lunch is  on me. Woohoo!!!" Rose did a little mini dance in her chair and I  couldn't help but smile. I was so proud of her. She was fast becoming one of the top real estate agents in the area.