had special plans to dress up in a costume and go to any spooky parties. “I love Halloween, and I would have a costume party myself, but my apartment isn’t large enough to accommodate very many people at one time,” I explained. “I’ve thought of renting a place, but there again, I can’t afford to do that.”
“I think that we should prevail upon Astrid to have a party. She’s moving into that big old house she just bought, and she could have a Halloween masquerade/housewarming party.” Astrid’s moving into a new and larger home was news to me. She rarely shared anything with any of the secretaries since she’d been promoted. She was too busy finding ways to torment all of us.
“I think that is a great idea, Joseph,” I immediately agreed with him. “What kind of costume would you wear?” I asked.
“Oh, I want to be a Sheriff in the Old West,” he answered immediately, and then grinned and added, “I think you should go as the naughty saloon girl.”
“Really?” I didn’t know what to think of that, but before I could ask him what he meant, we arrived at one of the most exclusive new restaurants in town. I could hardly believe that I was actually going to get to see the inside of the place, much less get to sample their food! My budget didn’t allow for much in the way of entertainments and meals out.
Joseph parked the car, unfastened his seat belt, then got out and rounded the car to open my car door. I tried to get out, but the fastened seat belt tightened across me and prevented me from moving! I was embarrassed when Joseph shook his head, and then reached inside the car to unfasten the infuriating thing. I truly hate seat belts and I casually reached up and rubbed the tender spot on my neck where it had rubbed during the short drive.
Joseph took my hand and walked me inside the well-decorated restaurant, and even the lobby looked lovely. I was startled when a man came right up to us. “Joseph, it’s good to see you!”
“Thanks, Devon. I’ve been anxious to come and see what you’ve done with this place. Looks like you’re busy…?”
“Better than I’d dared to hope we would be for no longer than we’ve been open, Joe. Who is this lovely lady?”
“This is Ms. Jodi Vanscoy. Jodi, this is Devon Jacobs, my college roommate.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Devon,” I said politely. The man’s smile was contagious.
“It’s good to see Joe out with someone like you, Jodi. He works much too hard.” He looked over at the hostess and said, “Do you have Mr. Chantry’s table ready, Darla?”
“Yes, Mr. Jacobs. Right this way, please.” Darla smiled at Joseph, but the look she gave me was full of jealousy. I could see that she thought I was more than a legal secretary in a large law office, but I smiled with confidence even though I was far from feeling self-assured. Our table was in a quiet corner, and I felt like Cinderella at the ball. I almost giggled when I thought of Joseph as the handsome Prince. He could certainly pass the part since he was tall, dark, and handsome, but I was as far from Cinderella as I could be. Cinderella was a blonde, but I have red hair, and my eyes are green instead of blue. I’m also very short; that doesn’t lend itself to being graceful as a swan.
“Jodi?” I suddenly realized that Joseph was speaking to me, and I blushed with embarrassment. “Would you like some wine?” he asked.
“Yes, thank you,” I agreed, deciding I needed to enjoy the experience. And I did. Joseph and I talked and laughed, and I found it difficult to believe I’d worked with this man for a little over a year now and didn’t know what a great sense of humor he had.
“I’ve had a great time tonight, Jodi,” Joseph said as we walked outside in the crisp, cool fall air.
“So have I, Joseph. Thank you so much for asking me to join you.”
“It was my pleasure, and I hope we can do it again soon.”
“That would be nice, but aren’t you concerned what
“I think that we should prevail upon Astrid to have a party. She’s moving into that big old house she just bought, and she could have a Halloween masquerade/housewarming party.” Astrid’s moving into a new and larger home was news to me. She rarely shared anything with any of the secretaries since she’d been promoted. She was too busy finding ways to torment all of us.
“I think that is a great idea, Joseph,” I immediately agreed with him. “What kind of costume would you wear?” I asked.
“Oh, I want to be a Sheriff in the Old West,” he answered immediately, and then grinned and added, “I think you should go as the naughty saloon girl.”
“Really?” I didn’t know what to think of that, but before I could ask him what he meant, we arrived at one of the most exclusive new restaurants in town. I could hardly believe that I was actually going to get to see the inside of the place, much less get to sample their food! My budget didn’t allow for much in the way of entertainments and meals out.
Joseph parked the car, unfastened his seat belt, then got out and rounded the car to open my car door. I tried to get out, but the fastened seat belt tightened across me and prevented me from moving! I was embarrassed when Joseph shook his head, and then reached inside the car to unfasten the infuriating thing. I truly hate seat belts and I casually reached up and rubbed the tender spot on my neck where it had rubbed during the short drive.
Joseph took my hand and walked me inside the well-decorated restaurant, and even the lobby looked lovely. I was startled when a man came right up to us. “Joseph, it’s good to see you!”
“Thanks, Devon. I’ve been anxious to come and see what you’ve done with this place. Looks like you’re busy…?”
“Better than I’d dared to hope we would be for no longer than we’ve been open, Joe. Who is this lovely lady?”
“This is Ms. Jodi Vanscoy. Jodi, this is Devon Jacobs, my college roommate.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Devon,” I said politely. The man’s smile was contagious.
“It’s good to see Joe out with someone like you, Jodi. He works much too hard.” He looked over at the hostess and said, “Do you have Mr. Chantry’s table ready, Darla?”
“Yes, Mr. Jacobs. Right this way, please.” Darla smiled at Joseph, but the look she gave me was full of jealousy. I could see that she thought I was more than a legal secretary in a large law office, but I smiled with confidence even though I was far from feeling self-assured. Our table was in a quiet corner, and I felt like Cinderella at the ball. I almost giggled when I thought of Joseph as the handsome Prince. He could certainly pass the part since he was tall, dark, and handsome, but I was as far from Cinderella as I could be. Cinderella was a blonde, but I have red hair, and my eyes are green instead of blue. I’m also very short; that doesn’t lend itself to being graceful as a swan.
“Jodi?” I suddenly realized that Joseph was speaking to me, and I blushed with embarrassment. “Would you like some wine?” he asked.
“Yes, thank you,” I agreed, deciding I needed to enjoy the experience. And I did. Joseph and I talked and laughed, and I found it difficult to believe I’d worked with this man for a little over a year now and didn’t know what a great sense of humor he had.
“I’ve had a great time tonight, Jodi,” Joseph said as we walked outside in the crisp, cool fall air.
“So have I, Joseph. Thank you so much for asking me to join you.”
“It was my pleasure, and I hope we can do it again soon.”
“That would be nice, but aren’t you concerned what
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