Novelista Girl by Meredith Schorr

Author:Meredith Schorr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: women's fiction
Publisher: Henery Press Publishing
Published: 2018-09-20T19:31:15+00:00

Chapter 23

I reached across our candlelit table in the romantic West Village Italian restaurant and squeezed Nicholas’s hand. He had come through on his promise to make Saturday night all about me. And since I convinced him to go an extra day without shaving, his stubbly jaw looked yummier than any of the appetizers currently on our table. I thought about the blue silk chiffon babydoll I was wearing underneath my outfit, and my mind raced in anticipation of Nicholas’s reaction to seeing everything through the sheer material. I had definitely splurged on the piece but justified it as a necessary expense to save my relationship. Hopefully, luxuries like this wouldn’t crack my piggy bank for much longer once Felicia negotiated a nice author advance from the sale of my novel to a huge publisher.

“What are you grinning at?” Nicholas asked.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” I teased, before biting into a stuffed mushroom.

“Fair enough.” He took a slow sip of his red wine and smiled at me over his glass.

“Tell me about the Patent Prom. Any gossip?” The ramifications of the event’s open-bar post-party in the firm’s hospitality suite were legendary. Rumor had it one year, one of the more attractive male paralegals sucked face in plain sight with one of the much older married female associates, although the episode was never spoken of again. The after-party was open to employees of the firm deemed important enough to snag invitations to the main event as well as clients, and I was sure Nicholas wouldn’t want to miss hanging out with his old colleagues. As long as the gossip didn’t involve him and one Daneen Barnett (or him and anyone else, for that matter), I was on a need-to-know basis—meaning, I needed to know.

Nicholas shook his head. “It was a disappointing showing all in all. Although Bad Lucy made an appearance. She bet Mary she could hold a full glass of wine in the palm of each of her hands for twenty seconds.”

My eyes bugged out. “Holy crap. What happened?”

Nicholas gave me a half smile. “What do you think happened?” He pushed the platter of fried calamari toward me. “Take some more.”

Happily scooping a few pieces of the squid onto my plate, I said, “Mary won the bet?”

Nodding, Nicholas said, “And Bad Lucy went home with red wine stains all over her cute yellow dress.”

I shook my head. “Poor Lucy.”

“And rich Mary. Lucy owes her a hundred bucks.”

I giggled. “How is Mary? Aside from being a hundred dollars wealthier?” A friend of Nicholas’s from way back, Mary Jones was in her third year at law school but had worked as a summer associate at the firm the year before and would be returning in September as a first-year associate. With her blond locks, golden skin, and toned physique, she was Beach Barbie in the urban jungle. When I spied her eating lunch with Nicholas one day before we started dating, I assumed the two of them were an item and hated her.

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