Champagne Life by Nicole Bradshaw

Author:Nicole Bradshaw
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strebor Books

Naomi

“Can I borrow your phone?” I asked, once Jeremy pulled out of the driveway.

He nodded toward the glove box. “It’s in there.”

I reached over and opened up the glove box. I found the phone, but that wasn’t all I found. “Wow, what’s this?” I held up a sealed condom. “And Magnum, too?”

“That’s not mine.”

“You guys are still using that line? Let me guess. It’s your boy’s and you were holding it for him.”

Jeremy grinned. “Whatever.”

“Hey, you’re single. It’s allowed,” I said. “Speaking of which, whatever happened to that young girl from the Paoli branch? Last I heard, you two were hitting it off.”

“That’s just it. She’s too young.”

“So are you.”

“You and I are the same age. Lilonique was like twenty.”

“Lilonique?”

“Don’t hate ’cause of her ghetto name.”

“I’m not,” I said. “It’s not ghetto, really. It’s…original.”

“Yeah, and so is Chlamydia and Moët—and don’t you have a call to make?”

I dialed DeShaun’s number. “Yes, I do.” The phone rang three times before his voicemail came on. I lowered my voice. “Hey, baby. I just wanted to tell you that I am on my way to an interview, so even though I didn’t talk to you, I know you’re wishing me luck. Hope everything turns out okay for your party. Love you.” I hung up.

“You two have been married for a while?” Jeremy asked.

“Four years.”

“I would love to have had a few years of marriage under my belt by now.”

“My suggestion to you is to take your time. Make sure you find the right person. Believe me, marriage isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be.”

“I know all that,” Jeremy said. “But you always have someone there to be with you.”

I nodded. “That’s true, but the downside of that is, you always have someone there to be with you.”

“What does that mean?”

“They are always there. I left my parents’ house and moved into a place by myself. I met DeShaun almost immediately and a year later, we got married.”

“Do you have any regrets about getting married?” Jeremy asked.

“Honestly, marriage sometimes feels like a job, only on this job, there are no long lunches, calling out sick or hiding at the vending machine when your boss gets on your last nerve.

“You must be referring to my aunt at the bank.”

I grinned. “Maybe.”

We pulled up to the train station. When we got to the ticket counter, he stepped before me and asked for two tickets downtown.

I reached into my purse. “You don’t have to pay for me.”

“I’ll get this. After the interview—and when you get the job—you can pay for lunch.”

“Heck no. Lunch costs more.”

He turned back to the guy at the ticket counter. “One, please. She’ll purchase her own.”

I playfully smacked him on the back.

“Hey, if I’m paying for lunch, I’ll have to save my money. You forget, I’ve seen you eat.” He turned back to the guy at the counter. “I’m kidding. I’ll have two tickets, please.”

The guy handed Jeremy two tickets. “Better hurry up. The train is about to leave.”

We rushed to the train, stepped on and took a seat.

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