Rebel Love by Tess Oliver

Author:Tess Oliver [Oliver, Tess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugartree Press
Published: 2017-08-17T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Joshua

The front door to the office building opened and Rebecca walked out. She was wearing faded jeans with holes at the knees and a white tank shirt. She looked fucking hot. The weary expression on her face washed into a bright smile when she saw me standing on the sidewalk.

I held up the brown paper bag. "Peanut butter and jelly. And to complete the happy trigger—" I pulled the bag of potato chips out from behind my back.

Rebecca released a half squeal, half cheer as she walked briskly toward me. She grabbed the paper bag, opened it and drew in a deep breath. "Heaven. Now if you pull out a package of pink Pop Rocks to go with it, I'll love you forever."

"Actually—" I fished into my pocket and drew out the slim packet of candy. "I'm going to hold you to that promise."

"That won't be a problem." She smiled. "I wasn't expecting you. I was already feeling sorry for myself for having to work on Saturday, and I was sure my Saturday night was going to make my morning of work look like a trip to the Bahamas."

"Well then, consider that comparison null and void because we have PB and J and Pop Rock shooters waiting for us." I glanced back at the insurance building as we walked down the sidewalk. "It looks awfully quiet around here. Were you the only person working?"

"Yes, which was actually kind of nice. And for an added bonus, I got to dress like a slob. Office managers need to realize that employees would be a lot more productive if they could show up to work in couch potato gear. But that's not why I got behind. I had to take a few afternoons off for training on my new ex-job. And Irene, the boss at this job, is just one step above Trent Vandermeer on the human likability scale."

"Charming. How do people like that make it to the top?" We reached my car. "Where should we go? I've got the whole day and night off. Unless some major fiasco calls me back to work. Dylan isn't great with fiascos. We could go to Camden Beach, and I'll show you what I've done . . ."

She was shaking her head at my suggestion before I’d even finished. "I can't go back there, Josh." Her voice was tight. "Too many memories. I hope you don't mind if we just stay in the city."

I brushed my hand along her arm to let her know I understood completely. "So should we head back to your place with our dinner or maybe the park? Although I forgot to bring drinks, and I guess those are sort of necessary with peanut butter."

Her smile returned. "I believe a drink is required. Follow me back to my squalid little apartment. I've got milk."

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