I grin back at her.“Among other things, yeah.”
“When?”she asks, glancing over my shoulder to what I assume are the twins, impatiently waiting and possibly trying to listen in on this conversation.
“Tonight, my place,” I confirm.“You know where to find me?”
“I know where to find you,” she repeats.
“Good,” I reply, backing down the hallway, my eyes never leaving hers.“I’m looking forward to it.”
Chapter Eleven
Hannah
Holy shit, I mean I knew Leo was my neighbor, but having him this close could be interesting.Imagine all the trouble we could get into with me sneaking over there at night after work.It’s the best kind of trouble and I am all for it.Fuck the fact that he’s my boss or that it could totally screw up my job here.I’m not thinking with my head right now and I seriously don’t care.
I’m having dinner with Leo tonight and if things are heading in the direction I think they are, we won’t just be having dinner.And oh my god, it’s been way too long since I got laid.Just kissing Leo has me all hot and bothered, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t come home some nights and get myself off to thoughts of him.I’m struggling to keep it together currently after seeing him shirtless.I mean, seriously, who looks like that with their shirt off?
He’s all covered in tattoos, with a body that was seriously made for sex with every line of his muscles exposed, and a face that literally belongs on the cover of a magazine.He’s the kind of guy who makes panties drop and I know I’ll be dropping mine for him.
I really need to get myself together though.My house is a mess with boxes and if I’m going to meet Leo for dinner tonight, I will definitely need a shower and some clean clothes.
Just as I’m pushing a few boxes toward my new bedroom, my phone starts to ring.I swear it feels like I can’t get ahead.Maybe I should just call it done and head to Leo’s.It looked like he was about to get in the shower, and everyone can use a hand washing their back.
I scramble over a few boxes, finding my phone lying on the ground by the front door, I quickly answer it.
“Hey,” I hear Phoebe’s voice say, not even realizing who was calling when I answered.“Meet me at our usual spot tonight?”she immediately says, not waiting for me to reply.
“Hi to you too, but I can’t,” I quip back, and she immediately lets out a bothered sigh.
“Are you still living with your brother in the middle of nowhere?”she questions, and now that bothered sigh has turned into a bothered tone.
Phoebe and I met at culinary school and both landed jobs in San Fran, which was supposed to be our dream jobs.Hers went much better than mine with her working at a high-end hotel.It’s a rare occurrence for us to have a day off together, so we had taken to meeting up around midnight and grabbing a drink together after our day ended.I haven’t seen her since taking the job at Somerville’s and she’s been annoyed with the thought of me moving to Napa.She claims it’s in the middle of nowhere and she has zero interest in traveling out to the sticks to see me.I get it though.We said we’d be in San Fran together.That we’d be all over that city and live the life of two badass single girls.
“I’m not with my brother anymore, but I’m not any closer to the city though.”
“Okay, what’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m kinda even farther away.I live on the Somerville property now.”I clench my teeth, waiting for her to be thoroughly disappointed.
“Seriously?”Phoebe says, but this time there’s no bothered sighs or annoyed tones.
“Yeah, seriously.I really like it, actually.It’s secluded and quiet and—” Before I can continue to defend my choice, Phoebe cuts me off.
“I’m moving to France.”
“Seriously?”I ask, echoing what she just asked me.
“Yeah, seriously,” she replies back, and we both laugh at the déjà vu of the conversation we’re having.“It has been in the works for a while, and I didn’t want to say anything to you and overshadow your excitement about getting the job at Somerville’s.And I also wasn’t sure it was even going to happen.I had a million interviews, and they flew me out there.”
I’m completely blown away by Phoebe’s news, but so damn excited for her.Every chef wants to work in France.It’s like a dream come true.And as much as I will miss her, I now have an excuse to make my way to Europe.
“When do you leave?”I ask, hoping I can get together with her before she goes.
“Next week.I know it’s so fast, faster than I thought it was going to be, but I’m excited.It will be good to try something new.Maybe I’ll meet a French guy,” she jokes, and my thoughts immediately go to Leo.
“I sort of met someone,” I tell her, hesitant because Leo and I really aren’t anything.We’ve impulsively made out a few times and he has now invited me to dinner.
“Oh my god, fill me in!”Phoebe squeals, and it makes me smile.Meeting a new guy still gives me all those butterflies in my stomach and that all-consuming feeling.I long to run into Leo randomly now and every time I do, I send up a silent plea for him to kiss me.It’s so teenage girl childish, but the feeling is like nothing else.
