One More Kiss (A Romantic Comedy Chick Lit Novel) by Stephanie Rowe

Author:Stephanie Rowe [Rowe, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Authenticity Playground, LLC

Chapter Twenty-Six

I wanted my parents to be proud of me for myself.

That thought occurred to me while I was on the way to meet Phoebe and Dave for drinks after work on Thursday night.

If I became a lawyer, then they'd be proud, but it wouldn't be of me. It would be pride for my career.

But if I took them out of it entirely, what did I think about being a lawyer? Why had I chosen a career in a law firm?

Dave and Phoebe had their strong opinions about my family and my relationship with them. Maybe I'd run it by them tonight.

I found them in a booth near the dance floor. They were next to each other, buried in deep conversation. I smiled as I slid in. I'd succeeded in making Phoebe and Dave become friends. It was a good thing. "Hi guys."

Dave smiled tensely, and Phoebe didn't smile at all.

"What's wrong?"

"We need to talk to you about something."

This didn't sound good. "Go ahead."

"Shannon?" I looked up to find Van standing at the table. I immediately became embarrassed, recalling how I'd spilled my whole miserable sex life to him, and then trapped him in a hug he hadn't been able to escape. "How are you?"

I shrugged and felt my cheeks heat up. "Fine."

"You haven't stopped by the booth since last week."

"Yeah." I'd been sneaking out the back door actually.

He touched my arm, and I looked at him. "Dance with me."

I glanced at my friends. "Phoebe and Dave were just about to tell me something."

Dave immediately stuck out his hand and introduced himself to Van, and Phoebe did the same. Van returned the favor, and I felt like a dork for not introducing them. "Phoebe and Dave are my best friends."

My best friends exchanged a tense look, and I wondered again what was up. Dave addressed Van. "Can we keep Shannon for a few minutes? We really need to talk to her."

I sort of wanted to dance with Van. I also wanted to know what was going on. And, okay, so I admit it, I didn't want to have to go into the details of my Noah mistake again. Seeing Van was like being smacked in the face with it. So I looked at Van. "Are you going to be here for a while?"

"I think we're here for the night."

"So, how about later? Like an hour, maybe?"

He looked at his watch. "You can find me if you want to dance. I'll be around."

I watched him walk off and settle down at a table of six guys and four girls, all of whom looked about my age. They were attractive and looked like they were having fun. Weird, but I'd never thought of Van as having friends. He was Van from security, not Van, who had a life. It had never occurred to me what he did when he wasn't at work.

And I was a little jealous, watching that girl with the red hair tuck her arm through his and lean on him, laughing.

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