Jase, Fields, J. [story reading TXT] 📗

am too, but my two days are up, no more crying. Now I have to celebrate her life, strict orders from the grave,” I smiled.

“You don’t have to be strong around me.”

“Yes I do, come on I want to see my new pad. You have time?”

“Only thing I have planned is to take you out for drinks, I missed your twenty first birthday.”

“Oh wow, yeah that was…” It never even registered but three days after Mom died was my birthday.

“I know. Let’s get going.”

We walked outside and there was a black Limo, “Mr. O’Donnell.”

The man tipped his hat and opened the door, I got in and sat and Abe followed. “Mr. O’Donnell? What the hell is that all about?”

“Well I have just been given a great opportunity with the same company that hired you,” he smiled, “Unbelievable opportunity.”

“Spill it Abe,” I smiled back.

“CFO of DeLuca US,” Abe laughed out loud.

“No way! The same company as I’m here for?”

“Pretty cool, isn’t it?”

“So you’re like my boss?”

“No, your bosses, bosses, boss,” Abe laughed.

“Who the hell did you have to blow?”

Abe laughed out loud and hard, “I’ll never tell.”

“Well at least I didn’t have to do that to get in. I’m riding the coat tails of my professor, sweet huh?”

“I’m sure you’re a hard worker, if not—I’ll fire your ass. Speaking of, there’s a big party tomorrow to introduce me as CFO, would you be my date?”

“I’m sure you can find someone, Abe.”

“Not that I’ll have fun with and who won’t be pissed that I am busy talking to everyone. Please Carly, please?” Abe begged.

“Fine, yes. I’ll have to go shopping, which I hate-- so you better appreciate it, pal.”

We pulled up in front of the condo and I looked out the window, “This is it?”

“Yeah-- sweet digs, huh?”

“I would say so,” it only took me half a second to jump out and run to the door. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out the key. I opened the door and I was shocked. Wood and black iron, very beautiful, and very well furnished. “Did you get a place in your employment package as well?”

“Nope, did you and the Professor?”

“Yeah, I hope he’s right next door, I would go insane if I didn’t see him every day.”

“Why is that?”

“He lived with us,” I could not stop walking around the kitchen, it was amazing. I walked into the living room and saw a few sculpted pieces that were beautiful. I touched them and closed my eyes. It felt good here, not cold, and I was going to like it. Mom would have loved it. I pulled the blanket out of my bag and hung it on the back of the oversized leather recliner, it was perfect.

“Alright I’m starving, let’s go out,” Abe was in a hurry, but I get it, he was hungry. I wasn’t but I would love a legal drink at a bar.

“Sounds good,” I looked back at my new home and smiled, it would be perfect.

Abe and I sat at the back of the pub slash restaurant and ate. I had vegetable soup and he had steak, poor cow. He and I both drank three drinks and I was already feeling a case of the tipsy. Perfect. I would sleep well tonight. I looked up, and gasped.

“What the hell is he doing here?” I snapped at Abe.

He looked at me like I had lost my mind, “Carly, he’s my friend. What…”

Jase looked at me quickly and looked away.

“You didn’t tell me you were bringing a friend.”

Jase took his jacket off and set it over the back of the bar stool, he pushed his sleeves up and sat down, leaving on a wool cap.

Jase didn’t even look at me… the prick didn’t even look at me. Not like he should have remembered me for God sake… what was I thinking it had been almost a year since we had seen each other and I am very sure he had been very busy. I need to get the hell out of here and fast.

Jase smiled at the waitress and I swear to God she moaned, she freaking moaned. “Could we get a round please, I will have a beer.”

“Your usual?” she asked sticking her tits out as she drooled over him.

“Please,” he smiled and sat back, he finally looked at me, “Carly…”

The way he said my name made me want to slap him in the face. He was being sweet… sexy even and I wanted to slap him in the smug face when he gave me that stupid smile, that smile that said, I could have fucked you and didn’t.

“Carly,” Abe whispered.

“What?” I snapped at him.

“Jase was talking to you,” Abe laughed uncomfortably.

“Sorry, hi, Jase was it?” I asked trying to come off as cool, calm and collected.

“Yes, Carly,” he smiled and blew into his hands rubbing them together trying to warm them.

The waitress brought the drinks and set them on the table and she stuck her tits in his face, I bet they were fake. I looked just to make sure. I probably shouldn’t have because I saw Abe and Jase smirking at each other, “What?” I asked as I tossed back the Vodka and cranberry like I was a seasoned professional drinker. Abe laughed, “They looked fake,” I said loud enough that the waitress turned back and glared at me.

Jase laughed, “How’ve you been Carly?”

“Fine, and you…Jase was it?” I asked and finished my drink.

“It was and it still is,” he smiled took a drink and looked up at me through those damn eyelashes: those dark, thick eyelashes that framed the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever looked into.

“And I see you’re still a… very charming. Like Prince Charming, probably charming the pants off…” I knew I needed to shut up but it wouldn’t stop.

“Carly,” Abe grabbed my hand, “Maybe you should slow down.”

I looked at him confused and in typical stupid drunk girl fashion I felt a lump in my throat, “Sorry, I’m really not good company. Abe,