something.”
Stephanie, gaining a new sense of confidence in herself, replied, “I'm going to Vegas this weekend. The only question is, are you coming, too?”
After a few moments without a response, she pleaded, “Come on, this will be fun, and I think we both need this.”
After Jacob agreed, Stephanie moved on to her next challenge: asking Bill Webber for the day off.
“Mr. Webber,” Stephanie said as she knocked on his door jam. “I know this probably isn't the best time to ask, but is there any way I can have Friday off?”
Webber replied, “You know, every inch of me wants to tell you no, but before I do, why do you need it off?”
Stephanie sighed and explained, “Honestly, I was going to lie to you. I was going to make something up about an illness in the family, or something, but I can't do that.”
“Well that's awfully nice of you,” Webber said while looking somewhat surprised. “Continue.”
“It may or may not be any of anyone's business, but my marriage is in a lot of trouble. I'm having some very serious personal issues at home, and I want to take a long weekend with my husband to try to fix them,” Stephanie said to her boss.
“Bradford, I don't know what is going on with you lately, and I'm not sure I want to know, but you are a good attorney. You have a bright future here. If you think a long weekend will help you work on whatever you have going on in your life, then enjoy your long weekend.”
Stephanie thanked Webber and sprinted ba ck to her office to text Jacob, “We're going to Vegas! And remember, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas ;)”
***
As Jacob and Stephanie walked through the airport in Las Vegas, Stephanie felt like she was on her way to her first day of school. “Jacob! Jacob! We're actually in Las Vegas!”
Stephanie was amazed that the airport actually had slot machines in the terminal, and she stopped at the first set of machines she saw. She dug into the bottom of her purse to retrieve a small handful of quarters, and she started dropping them into machines.
“You know you're just wasting your money on those, right?” Jacob asked.
“Who cares? It's fun. Loosen up a little, and have fun. We're in Vegas, honey!”
They went on to collect their luggage and they were in their taxi when the driver asked, “Do you want me to take the strip or the side streets?”
“What's the difference?” Stephanie asked.
“The strip is going to be packed, and it will take us about forty-five minutes to get to the hotel, whereas the side street will take about fifteen. But if you two have never been to Vegas, the ride down the strip is beautiful,” the cabbie explained.
“Oh definitely take the strip!” Stephanie yelled.
Jacob quickly interrupted, “No, we'll just take the side streets. I've been here a lot, and it's not really that fantastic.” He turned to Stephanie and continued, “We'll get to the hotel faster this way.”
Stephanie struggled to catch random glimpses of the brilliant Las Vegas strip just a few blocks over. The buildings blocking the view occasionally parted, giving her a brief view of the spectacle she was missing. The lights, the signs, and the activity, she wanted to see it all for herself. She thought , Derrick would have taken me on the strip.
By Saturday night, Jacob and Stephanie were in their hotel room getting ready for their last night together in Vegas. Stephanie had been in the bathroom for nearly an hour when Jacob knocked on the door, “Can I come in soon? I need to start getting ready, too.”
Stephanie answered through the closed door, “I'm almost done. I promise, it's worth the wait.”
Stephanie had gone into the bathroom with a bag, promising to have a surprise for Jacob when she came out. The door opened, and Stephanie came strutting out to Jacob. She wore a loose black dress that flowed just above her knees. The low-cut design showed just enough cleavage to tease while still leaving something to the
Stephanie, gaining a new sense of confidence in herself, replied, “I'm going to Vegas this weekend. The only question is, are you coming, too?”
After a few moments without a response, she pleaded, “Come on, this will be fun, and I think we both need this.”
After Jacob agreed, Stephanie moved on to her next challenge: asking Bill Webber for the day off.
“Mr. Webber,” Stephanie said as she knocked on his door jam. “I know this probably isn't the best time to ask, but is there any way I can have Friday off?”
Webber replied, “You know, every inch of me wants to tell you no, but before I do, why do you need it off?”
Stephanie sighed and explained, “Honestly, I was going to lie to you. I was going to make something up about an illness in the family, or something, but I can't do that.”
“Well that's awfully nice of you,” Webber said while looking somewhat surprised. “Continue.”
“It may or may not be any of anyone's business, but my marriage is in a lot of trouble. I'm having some very serious personal issues at home, and I want to take a long weekend with my husband to try to fix them,” Stephanie said to her boss.
“Bradford, I don't know what is going on with you lately, and I'm not sure I want to know, but you are a good attorney. You have a bright future here. If you think a long weekend will help you work on whatever you have going on in your life, then enjoy your long weekend.”
Stephanie thanked Webber and sprinted ba ck to her office to text Jacob, “We're going to Vegas! And remember, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas ;)”
***
As Jacob and Stephanie walked through the airport in Las Vegas, Stephanie felt like she was on her way to her first day of school. “Jacob! Jacob! We're actually in Las Vegas!”
Stephanie was amazed that the airport actually had slot machines in the terminal, and she stopped at the first set of machines she saw. She dug into the bottom of her purse to retrieve a small handful of quarters, and she started dropping them into machines.
“You know you're just wasting your money on those, right?” Jacob asked.
“Who cares? It's fun. Loosen up a little, and have fun. We're in Vegas, honey!”
They went on to collect their luggage and they were in their taxi when the driver asked, “Do you want me to take the strip or the side streets?”
“What's the difference?” Stephanie asked.
“The strip is going to be packed, and it will take us about forty-five minutes to get to the hotel, whereas the side street will take about fifteen. But if you two have never been to Vegas, the ride down the strip is beautiful,” the cabbie explained.
“Oh definitely take the strip!” Stephanie yelled.
Jacob quickly interrupted, “No, we'll just take the side streets. I've been here a lot, and it's not really that fantastic.” He turned to Stephanie and continued, “We'll get to the hotel faster this way.”
Stephanie struggled to catch random glimpses of the brilliant Las Vegas strip just a few blocks over. The buildings blocking the view occasionally parted, giving her a brief view of the spectacle she was missing. The lights, the signs, and the activity, she wanted to see it all for herself. She thought , Derrick would have taken me on the strip.
By Saturday night, Jacob and Stephanie were in their hotel room getting ready for their last night together in Vegas. Stephanie had been in the bathroom for nearly an hour when Jacob knocked on the door, “Can I come in soon? I need to start getting ready, too.”
Stephanie answered through the closed door, “I'm almost done. I promise, it's worth the wait.”
Stephanie had gone into the bathroom with a bag, promising to have a surprise for Jacob when she came out. The door opened, and Stephanie came strutting out to Jacob. She wore a loose black dress that flowed just above her knees. The low-cut design showed just enough cleavage to tease while still leaving something to the
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