Girl Crush by Stephie Walls

Author:Stephie Walls [Walls, Stephie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wallflowers Publishing
Published: 2017-09-19T06:00:00+00:00

10

Thursday morning, sitting at my desk while applying my latest OPI color, “The Berry Thought of You,” my phone buzzed with a message. Once again, I was tasked with holding down the vacant fort at the office with nothing to do. Texting with wet nails was tough to do as I attempted to press the letters with the pads of my fingers without touching the tips to the glass.

Roma: Friday night at 8 pm. Bar None. Stella said to tell you to invite Roxie and Ronnie.

I hadn’t heard from Roma since the car show and had hoped she’d forgotten about hanging out. It wasn’t that I didn’t like her; I didn’t want Collier finding out we’d done something and think it was more than friendship. But I liked Roma and knew we’d have a good time. My dating life had gone to shit, there wasn’t a man or woman interested in me romantically, and I had nothing better to do.

Me: Sounds good. Are we meeting there?

Roma: Yep. See you then.

I sent texts to Roxie and Ronnie who both jumped at the chance at a night out. Amy and Trish would tag along, and Beck and Stella would be there as well. Which left Roma and me. Truthfully, I was grateful to have another single woman to add to the pack. Yes, she was considerably younger than the rest of us, but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t be the only one flying solo, the seventh-wheel—Roma evened out the group and kept me from hanging in the wind…even if it might further complicate things with Collier.

The following day lingered, and I’d fallen asleep at my desk twice, only to be woken up by the phone ringing and drool on the corner of my mouth. Thankfully, no one had come into the office to find me catnapping. I really needed to be more driven. I was still in my thirties. Lots of people started new careers at my age. My eyes rolled, and I realized there wasn’t anything that interested me that was worth starting over somewhere else. I’d always loved that my job didn’t require late nights or weekends—I got to leave everything at the office—but recently, the lack of anything substantial in my life had started to make me second-guess that complacency…although, not enough to do anything about it.

I locked up and left promptly at five o’clock and stopped by to see Mrs. Grobin to grab a bottle of wine before going home. Ronnie offered to pick me up, which meant I could have a glass of wine while I dressed. When I got home, I grabbed some leftover veggie salad out of the fridge, poured myself a glass of vino, and turned on the stereo. One glass turned into three, which I would regret tomorrow morning, but that didn’t matter right now.

I opted for a shower since I had time to spare, and it would give my hair considerably more volume if it were clean and freshly blown out. The lavender scent of shampoo hung in the bathroom while I shaved my legs.

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