Crazy, Busy, Guilty by Lauren Sams

Author:Lauren Sams [Sams, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781863958943
Google: ENcivgAACAAJ
Goodreads: 32509576
Publisher: Nero
Published: 2017-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

‘I love it, I love it, I love it!’ Meredith was standing on a crate, leading the daily stand-up. She’d taken to doing this over the past few weeks, ostensibly to keep everyone in order but really so that everyone knew she was The Boss. The crate had nothing to do with height; Meredith was supermodel tall. But during one stand-up, Bea had had the nerve to ask my opinion on a story. I could sense Meredith’s bruised ego as soon as Bea turned her attention to me. The next day, the crate made its first appearance.

‘Thanks, Meredith! I’ll get working on it right away,’ Anna said, all plummy vowels.

‘Got that, George? Add it to the plan,’ Meredith barked at me.

I nodded, snapping to attention. I had no idea what the story was. I could barely keep my eyes open.

In addition to recently recovering from possibly life-threatening mastitis, I had also contracted a mild dose of Romantic Jealousy, as a result of my ex (and the father of my child) announcing he had Officially Moved On. And moved in. Saskia was probably purging his bookshelves right now to make way for her trove of Bradley Trevor Grieve books, or maybe having wild sex with Jase. It took me a second to remember that wild sex wasn’t really Jase’s thing. He was more of an ‘Oh, it’s Tuesday night at 9.30? Better have sex!’ kind of guy. Spontaneity wasn’t really in his repertoire.

To my surprise – and Jase’s, I think – his first outing with Pip had gone well. He changed multiple nappies. He pushed her down the slide – gingerly, with caution at first, and then when they’d both gotten the hang of it, like hell for leather. He proudly showed me photos of Pip demolishing her first babycino (quite literally – she threw it off the table, smashing it to smithereens) and I didn’t have the heart to tell him she wasn’t meant to have cow’s milk yet. I just smiled and patted his arm. He’d done it. His proud smile was brighter than if he’d racked up 20,000 steps on his FitBit.

I had scrambled and drafted and deleted and, OK, yes, procrastinated a little bit, but I had managed to get two columns done. Which was pretty good, considering I’d had a Genuine Medical Emergency over the weekend. I’d just explain that to Meredith. Ellie was right: she had to understand that sometimes the shit hit the fan. And Meredith herself had told me, when we’d first met, that she could be flexible.

But after I had finished my two columns, I’d stayed up late – even later than usual – scrolling through Tinder. The thought of Jase moving on when I so clearly hadn’t was . . . well, it was annoying. I wanted to move on, too. I knew I was being ridiculous but that hadn’t stopped me from swiping right on so many guys I’d practically given myself RSI. When I woke up this morning to see who I’d been matched with, I saw that I’d taken quite the open-door, scattergun approach.

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