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Chapter 25
Sitting between Edward and Horny House-wife was quite the experience. Had I been a lesbian, I would have been in my element, because Mrs. Stanley leaned forward to reveal everything, and I do mean everything. The woman wore no bra, and didn't seem to care that I could see everything. Edward, to give him credit, kept his eyes always on her face and that pissed her off.
She hung on his every word, laughed at things that weren't even funny, and gave him her best "fuck-me" eyes but, it went unnoticed, because when Edward talked about his work there was no room for much else.
Even though he hated the client, he loved what he did and his enthusiasm was so infectious. Ever the professional, he pointed out the problems in her newest ideas, and offered alternatives. He also warned her of the fast-rising costs because of her changes, and explained that there would be an inevitable delay in completion, which she laughed off.
The meeting ran longer than any of the others, because whenever Edward tried to wrap it up, she found another question to ask. I glanced at my watch and sighed. It was almost five, and there was no way I'd be finished with the notes for at least another hour or two.
"Well, that's about everything, Mrs. Stanley. I'll pass on the new plans to the construction department, and let you know when we can make a start." Edward stood up, and opened the door. "Thank you for coming."
After one or two failed attempts to persuade Edward to escort her downstairs, she relented, and let me walk her to the elevator.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Stanley, have a lovely evening." I smiled politely as the doors closed, but I got nothing more than a grunt in response.
I rushed back to my desk, and immediately set about finishing my work. I was still working away, when the others began to leave.
"How long will you be, Bella?" Angela asked.
"I have no idea, Angela, just get yourself home. I'll call a cab when I'm done." I grimaced and pointed to the pile of notes on my desk.
"I can wait, I'll just read or something," she offered. "I'll even help if you like?"
"I can manage, really. Just go home and relax."
"I'm waiting. What are friends for?" She pulled a chair up to my desk. "What can I do?"
Such a silly little statement floored me, and I stared at her with tears in my eyes.
"What's wrong, Bella?"
"Thank you," I whispered. "For everything."
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