Walking on Sunshine: A Sweet Love Story (Seasons of Love Book 1) by Krista Lakes, Darla York Page B
Authors: Krista Lakes, Darla York
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having a late lunch of a vending machine sandwich when my cell started buzzing. It was Richard. I prepped myself for a fight.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Jes, I'm sorry to bother you at work. I was wondering if it would be possible to take Ben this weekend? I know it isn’t my weekend, but I would love to take him to a professional lacrosse game and spend some quality time with him,” Richard asked.
I was shocked. He was actually being civil with me over the phone. “Um... sure, not a problem. I think Ben would love it. I'll call Cee and let him know that you will be over to pick him up. What time are you thinking? Five?” I asked. Maybe he really was turning over a new leaf in regards to his son.
“Five works perfect.” Richard hung up the phone.
I sat there for a moment, trying to think about what I should do next. Before my mind had finally decided on what to do next, I got a call on my cubicle phone.
“Hi, Jes, this is Steve. I was wondering if you had sent over the reports that I asked for last week?” Steve asked. My stomach dropped. I could feel the panic start to make my heart to beat out of my chest. I had forgotten about the report. I filed it away early last week and hadn’t done it yet.
“Hi, Steve. Yes, I remember seeing it. I'll send it to you shortly. I think my email might have corrupted the file,” I lied. I knew I could send it to him before too long. I would rather fib then have to deal with being reprimanded, particularly with how awful this day has been.
“Oh, no problem. That's been happening to me too. Just try and get it to me before end of business today. Thanks!” Steve hung up the phone.
I looked at my watch to see it was one o'clock. I quickly opened my email and started creating the spreadsheet, thinking only of keeping my job and forgetting that I needed to call Cee about Ben.
Chapter Fourteen
F inished. I saved it and clicked send. The clock said it was almost four o'clock. I let out a breath. That was a close one. I only had a half hour left till I got to end my day and see Ben. Ben . He was going with his Dad for the weekend and I had forgotten to tell Cee. I grabbed my phone, pressed my speed dial and waited for it to connect.
“Hi, Jes,” Cee answered smoothly. The way he said my name sent a shiver up my spine and I instantly thought of waking up beside him.
“Hi, Cee. I'm so sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner, but Ben’s dad called me. He wanted to take him for the weekend, and I said he could, so he’ll be there at five.” I pressed my fingers into the bridge of my nose, trying to make my brain keep everything straight. It was hard, though, remembering the quick kiss from this morning.
“Not a problem. Glad he took our advice seriously.”
“Could you please help him pack a bag for the weekend?” I asked. “He has his lacrosse game tomorrow and he is also going to a professional lacrosse game as well.”
“Sure, not a problem. I'll help him pack now. We were just making dinner.”
“Don’t worry about finishing it,” I said. “I can just eat take-out tonight since it will just be me.”
“Okay. Please don't pick up anything. We'll see you in a little bit.” He hung up the phone. I was unsure if it was just me, but he sounded a little disappointed. I shook it off as I gathered up my stuff and headed out the door. I wanted to be able to catch Ben before he left.
As I pulled up to the house, I saw Richard’s gleaming BMW. He always kept it in such pristine condition. I always used to joke that he loved that car more than me. As I looked at how beautiful he kept it and how he let our relationship fall into the mud, I knew it was true. Ben, Richard, and Cee were all standing at the door as I came up the driveway.
“Thanks for letting me go with Dad this weekend,” Ben said as he beamed at me. I knew he was excited to spend time with his Dad, and I was glad that Richard had kept a promise. Maybe this was the first step to helping Ben get his father
“Hello?”
“Hey, Jes, I'm sorry to bother you at work. I was wondering if it would be possible to take Ben this weekend? I know it isn’t my weekend, but I would love to take him to a professional lacrosse game and spend some quality time with him,” Richard asked.
I was shocked. He was actually being civil with me over the phone. “Um... sure, not a problem. I think Ben would love it. I'll call Cee and let him know that you will be over to pick him up. What time are you thinking? Five?” I asked. Maybe he really was turning over a new leaf in regards to his son.
“Five works perfect.” Richard hung up the phone.
I sat there for a moment, trying to think about what I should do next. Before my mind had finally decided on what to do next, I got a call on my cubicle phone.
“Hi, Jes, this is Steve. I was wondering if you had sent over the reports that I asked for last week?” Steve asked. My stomach dropped. I could feel the panic start to make my heart to beat out of my chest. I had forgotten about the report. I filed it away early last week and hadn’t done it yet.
“Hi, Steve. Yes, I remember seeing it. I'll send it to you shortly. I think my email might have corrupted the file,” I lied. I knew I could send it to him before too long. I would rather fib then have to deal with being reprimanded, particularly with how awful this day has been.
“Oh, no problem. That's been happening to me too. Just try and get it to me before end of business today. Thanks!” Steve hung up the phone.
I looked at my watch to see it was one o'clock. I quickly opened my email and started creating the spreadsheet, thinking only of keeping my job and forgetting that I needed to call Cee about Ben.
Chapter Fourteen
F inished. I saved it and clicked send. The clock said it was almost four o'clock. I let out a breath. That was a close one. I only had a half hour left till I got to end my day and see Ben. Ben . He was going with his Dad for the weekend and I had forgotten to tell Cee. I grabbed my phone, pressed my speed dial and waited for it to connect.
“Hi, Jes,” Cee answered smoothly. The way he said my name sent a shiver up my spine and I instantly thought of waking up beside him.
“Hi, Cee. I'm so sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner, but Ben’s dad called me. He wanted to take him for the weekend, and I said he could, so he’ll be there at five.” I pressed my fingers into the bridge of my nose, trying to make my brain keep everything straight. It was hard, though, remembering the quick kiss from this morning.
“Not a problem. Glad he took our advice seriously.”
“Could you please help him pack a bag for the weekend?” I asked. “He has his lacrosse game tomorrow and he is also going to a professional lacrosse game as well.”
“Sure, not a problem. I'll help him pack now. We were just making dinner.”
“Don’t worry about finishing it,” I said. “I can just eat take-out tonight since it will just be me.”
“Okay. Please don't pick up anything. We'll see you in a little bit.” He hung up the phone. I was unsure if it was just me, but he sounded a little disappointed. I shook it off as I gathered up my stuff and headed out the door. I wanted to be able to catch Ben before he left.
As I pulled up to the house, I saw Richard’s gleaming BMW. He always kept it in such pristine condition. I always used to joke that he loved that car more than me. As I looked at how beautiful he kept it and how he let our relationship fall into the mud, I knew it was true. Ben, Richard, and Cee were all standing at the door as I came up the driveway.
“Thanks for letting me go with Dad this weekend,” Ben said as he beamed at me. I knew he was excited to spend time with his Dad, and I was glad that Richard had kept a promise. Maybe this was the first step to helping Ben get his father
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