After the heaviness of last week’s snippets, today we thought we’d tackle the lighter side of life. Because after all “Life is beautiful!” As I tried to think of a fun story, one with an upbeat feeling, Sugar and Spice immediately came to mind.
“Hey there, baby. What do you have sweet in those drawers for me today?”
Ginny Brooks narrowed her eyes. “I told you yesterday to stay out of my candy stash. You ate the last of the Tootsie Rolls and I really need a Tootsie Roll today.”
“Yikes. That time of the month, Brooks?” Travers joked as he pulled open the top drawer of her desk.
“Get bent.” She slapped his hand away before he could grab the last of the SweeTarts.
“What’s got your panties in a bunch?” Travers asked as Charlie Anderson came out of his office.
As office manager for her rag-tag bunch of engineers and best friends, Ginny and her desk were situated in the main entryway and surrounded by the three partners’ offices. She was used to having no privacy.
She was also accustomed to the way none of them used first names with each other—only last names. Travers had insisted that the others start calling him by his last name in sixth grade since there was another Ryan in their class and he refused to be referred to as Ryan T. Ginny couldn’t for the life of her figure out why that request had boomeranged back on the rest of them as well. Nonetheless, she’d been Brooks for nearly two decades. Hell, even her parents called her Brooks.
She spent her days working at Travers, Taylor and Anderson Engineering, or as Ginny liked to tease them, the T and A firm. At the moment, she was wondering why she’d ever thought it would be a good idea to work with friends.
“She just got the brush-off call from her boyfriend,”Andersonanswered before she could say a word in response to Travers’ obnoxious comment.
“The lawyer?” Travers asked andAndersonnodded. “Fucking bastard. I’m glad he dumped you. You don’t wanna date lawyers. They’re slimeballs.”
“Just once, do you guys think you could mind your own business?”
Andersonchuckled. “Where’s the fun in that?”
She leaned her head back against her office chair and sighed heavily. “I really need some chocolate.”
“Shit, Brooks. Don’t you have any in your secret stash? That’s why I came out here.”Andersonfrowned.
“Don’t blame me,” she replied. “Travers polished off nearly half a bag of Tootsie Rolls yesterday.”
Andersonturned his narrowed gaze to his partner and she smirked at Travers.
“Snitch,” Travers snarled at her. “It’s your damn fault for keeping that candy in the office. It just tempts me. You know I’ve got a sweet tooth.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “Oh that’s right. It’s my fault you’re a pig. I should have realized. I apologize. From now on, I’ll keep the candy hidden in my car.”
“Don’t you dare!”Andersonbarked.
“Don’t you dare what?” Alex Taylor asked, coming out of his office no doubt to investigate the commotion.
Ginny rolled her eyes in frustration. How these men ever got any work done was beyond her. They were nosier than a pack of old women.
“Brooks is threatening to cut off the sweets supply.”
“Don’t you dare!”Tayloryelled, adding his two cents’ worth on the subject.
Ginny ignored him and decided she’d better nip the boyfriend misinformation in the bud. “And for your information, I didn’t get dumped. Liam was assigned a big case and he has to work through the weekend. That’s all.”
“Weren’t you supposed to go out of town together this weekend?” Travers asked. “I thought you and the asshole lawyer were doing a romantic getaway for your birthday.”
“Well…” Ginny attempted to swallow down the lump of disappointment that had been lingering since Liam’s call half an hour earlier. “We’ll just have to reschedule, I suppose.”
Travers slammed his hand down on her cluttered desk. “Dammit, Brooks, we wanted to throw you a big party, but you said you wanted to go away for this stupid weekend with Mr. Shit-for-Brains.”
“You know, Travers. He has a name. It’s Liam. Would you mind trying to refer to him as such?” Ginny was used to Travers insulting all her boyfriends and usually it didn’t bother her. In fact, most of the time she thought it was sort of funny. However, today she wasn’t in the mood.
“Well, this is just great,”Andersonadded, his voice laced with annoyance. “There’s no wayTaylorand I would have made plans for this weekend if we’d known your boyfriend was going to be such a jerk.”
Ginny grinned. “That’s sweet,Anderson, but don’t worry about me. Believe me, turning thirty is nothing to celebrate.”
“You gotta be kidding me!” Travers looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. “We partied our asses off for my thirtieth.”
Giggling, Ginny shook her head. “Travers, I’m still hung over from your birthday party and that was six months ago.”
“Ah crap, Brooks,”Taylorsaid, interrupting her laughter. “We have to leave now or we’re going to miss our flight. You sure you don’t want us to cancel?”
“What?” Ginny teased. “And stand up the poor McDermont twins? No way, fellas. I’m not having that on my head. You two have been bragging about this debauched double date for weeks. Besides, I’m looking forward to hearing all the disgustingly dirty details on Monday. Go. Have fun and don’t behave yourselves. I’ll be fine.”
“’Course you will,” Travers chimed in. “I’m taking you out tonight.”
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