Hi y’all.

I’ve been so busy with work. After Mike went back to New York I started making some aggressive changes. Since he hated pretty much everything that was going on, I figured we should turn things around and go with different strategies across the board.

Scott heard me giving one of my team members an assignment and afterwards, he said, “So what made you do that?”

I explained to him my thought process and how it would impact sales and ultimately make Mike happy and Scott made a face.

“Well, that’s just not something we generally do. I’m going to shoot Kelsey a quick email and ask if this is okay,” he said. And then he pulled out his phone and actually started emailing her.

How annoying. What would Kelsey know? She knows nothing about sales or marketing or anything like that so it just seemed like a waste to even contact her.

Later on, Scott emailed me telling me that Mike said to do whatever I needed to do to end up ten percent in sales. Like duh. That’s what I was going to do anyway. I just think it’s so annoying how Scott won’t do things because he fears what Mike would say. That’s totally not me. Obviously I’m not going to do something completely ridiculous, but if I can justify it, I don’t see why I should get approval for every little thing I do. We are all capable of making our own decisions.

Anyway, Carly said she got drunk with the Tinder guy, he pulled out his dick and she got freaked out and left.

“I can’t believe you let it get that far,” I said.

“And I can’t believe you’re judging me,” she said back.

I texted Brady, “Don’t worry, Carly didn’t cheat on Chris,” even though he said he wanted to stay out of it. I wanted him to know that the situation was over and we could still continue to support their courtship.

He replied, “I wasn’t worried.”

I can’t even lie, I was. I feel like I don’t know any of my friends anymore. I did get a chance to hang out with Preston recently though. He got a new job too and has been busy with that and his boyfriend. We made plans to grab dinner at a fairly upscale restaurant in River North and Preston waltzed in wearing joggers, Nike slides, a denim button down and a J. Crew quilted vest. I love him so much.

After we sat down, Preston said, “Okay so tell me everything.”

Obviously I wanted to talk all about Carly’s infidelity, but I didn’t want to spill the beans if he didn’t know.

“Have you talked to Carly?” I asked.

Preston shook his head then his eyes lit up. “I haven’t, but guess who Kyle is dating?”

I shrugged. Kyle is a man whore and there’s really no telling who he’s dating at any given time.

“You remember Julia?”

“Ew, he’s dating Julia?” Julia is cool and I think she’s pretty, but I wouldn’t peg her as Kyle’s type. She’s much too serious and put together.

“No, but her younger sister. She actually just moved here. She graduated last year.”

I made a face. Guys’ mindset is the younger the better, I suppose.

“So how’s that fine man of yours? I haven’t seen him in forever,” Preston said, resting his chin in his hands.

I rolled my eyes. “He’s fine. He thinks I’m too aggressive which is annoying.”

“He should be thanking you for being so aggressive. If you weren’t, you two would still be dry humping and he’d be jizzing in his pants.”

I laughed. “Totes. But then again I would have hopefully moved on by now.”

Preston rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right. You were obsessed with him even before you found out he had a dick made of gold.”

We both laughed.

“And now you’re waiting for that diamond. How jealous are you that Carly got a ring before you?” Preston went on.

“Not very considering she’s resorted to meeting guys on Tinder. So obviously she’s not as happy as y’all think.”

He gasped loudly causing the table next to us to stare. “No. Way. How do you know?”

“She told me. She said she’s trying to have fun before she settles down.”

“That girl has had enough fun for a lifetime. Do you remember that time she gave a random guy head in a port-a-potty?” Preston cackled. “I can’t believe she’s slutting it up on Tinder. Even I wouldn’t do that to my man.”

“I was surprised when she told me too. But Chris might be doing the same thing. Brady refuses to tell me,” I said.

“I always knew those two were freaks. I love it though,” Preston said.

When I got home I was a little tipsy and a lot horny from all the sex talk with Preston. I found Brady in the living room, with his laptop and a calculator out. He was wearing his glasses, but they were slipping down his nose and it was so adorable.

“Hey boo thang,” I greeted him.

“Hey. How was dinner?” he asked.

Instead of answering, I kissed him and dropped to my knees in front of him. “Good, but I missed you.”

“Oh yeah?” Brady said, sitting up straighter.

“Mmhm.” I started unbuckling his belt preparing to give him the best blow job of his life.

He came almost instantly. Like seconds into the action. Brady seemed kind of embarrassed and apologized, but I totally get it. We haven’t been having much sex lately so of course he came quickly. At least that means he isn’t getting it elsewhere, right?

The next night my friend from high school, Brittany, was in town. One of her guy friends was in Chicago for work and she tagged along with him. We decided to meet up for dinner and drinks and I brought Brady because she insisted. She’s in love with Brady and I’m kind of amused by it at this point.

Brittany showed up about a half an hour late and Brady and I were already on our third drinks. She waltzed in wearing a trench coat that was almost identical to the Burberry one I’d worn in. She recently cut her hair to a layered bob with subtle highlights and she looks a million times more mature and sophisticated. Don’t be fooled though, she still goes out 5-6 times a week, but to much classier establishments.

“Y’all!” she squealed when she saw us.

Brady and I got up and hugged her and she flagged down our server to order a drink.

“Chicago is so beautiful!” Brittany said once she settled in. “And there are so many good looking men here. I might never go home!”

I scoffed. “You’ll get tired of them quickly.”

Brittany looked from me to Brady and back.

“Anyway, tell me about your new job,” I said.

She nodded. “Yeah. I’m doing public relations for an entertainment group. I love it. It’s totally what I’m meant to do. We work with a lot of celebrities who come to Houston because my boss is super connected.”

“That’s cool. What celebrities have you met?” I asked.

“I’m not going to sit here and name drop, Reese.” Brittany smiled and looked at Brady like, “Aw, she’s so naive and dumb.”

I rolled my eyes.

“How’s work been for you, Brady?” she asked.

“It’s been okay.”

“Do you want to stay there indefinitely?”

Brady looked caught off guard by the question. “Right now, yes. In a couple of years, I’ll probably transition into research.”

I had no idea he had aspirations of doing research.

“That’s so cool. Did you know that Houston has some really good research universities?” Brittany said.

“I did know that.”

“So if you’re looking to relocate…” she sang as she swirled her cocktail straw.

“We are not moving to Houston,” I cut in.

“Your mom would love that,” Brittany said.

“She would, but I wouldn’t.”

She turned her attention back to Brady. “Would you ever move to Houston?”

He shrugged then glanced at me. “Depends on the opportunity.”

After we finished our drinks we headed to another bar. We were all pretty tipsy and Brady couldn’t keep his hands off me. I was standing at the bar trying to get the attention of the bartender and Brady was standing behind me with his hands on the bar on either side of me so I was pinned in.

“You look so good in this dress. I love you,” he whispered and kissed my neck.

I was wearing a tight gray midi dress with a thin bralette underneath and nothing else. I’m so anxious for warmer weather.

“I love you,” I replied. “Wanna leave soon?”

I felt him nod.

Brittany was sitting on a barstool next to us talking on the phone and I turned to her.

“We are leaving,” I mouthed and she nodded.

We closed our tab then I ordered a car to come and get us. Brittany was still talking on the phone, but put her hand over the mouthpiece to say, “I’ll just go with y’all.”

Whatever. When we got home, I quickly went to change into shorts and a sports bra. I checked my phone and saw that Carly had texted me a couple times.

“Why did you tell Preston? I asked you not to tell anyone, Reese.”

“I don’t even know why I told you anything. You can’t hold water.”

I honestly felt bad about telling Preston especially because he probably made her feel like shit about it. So I said, “I’m sorry! Preston of all people won’t judge you though.”

“Of course he won’t. Neither of you has any room to judge me. I’m just so annoyed.”

“You have every right to be annoyed.”

“Did you tell Brady too?”

I didn’t know how to answer this. I could lie. She would never know that I actually told him because Brady vowed to stay out of it completely. Or I could be an adult and fess up. I decided to be an adult.

“I did. I didn’t mean any harm though! I just didn’t want you to do anything you’d regret. I needed advice,” I said.

“Omg. You are seriously so stupid, Reese. I don’t see how anyone can stand you.”

Ouch.

“Carly. It’s fine. Brady isn’t going to tell Chris and you aren’t talking to that guy anymore. Everything is going to be okay.”

“Whatever. This is exactly why your life is the way it is lol.”

“What are you even talking about?”

Carly didn’t say anything back so I sent a bunch of question marks. She still didn’t respond so I decided to go find my man. I walked in the living room and found Brady sitting on the couch with Tucker in his lap and Brittany was sitting Indian style on the floor in front of him petting the dog. She’d taken her coat off and had on a low cut drapey tank top and I imagined Brady and Tucker were getting quite a show from where they were sitting. Brittany was basically between Brady’s legs and I couldn’t help thinking it was the same position we’d been in the night before.

Brittany turned to me and pouted. “Reese, I love your dog. You’re so lucky.”

“I know. He is cute, isn’t he?” I said and walked over and picked Tucker out of Brady’s lap.

Brittany stood up and grabbed the dog from me. “I’m taking him home!”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Brady stand up and adjust himself then walk toward the kitchen. Ew. He was totally turned on by Brittany and Tucker. Pervert.

Brady ended up pulling his laptop out and working in the dining room while Brittany and I hung out in the living room talking. After about an hour or so, she needed to go back to her hotel so we said our goodbyes. Brittany went to the dining room to say bye to Brady and pulled him into a big hug before he could even stand up.

Mike’s been in Chicago. He was brooding around the office all week and we all tried to avoid him. One of my team members was working with a potential high profile client and I swooped in and sealed the deal. Mike got wind of it and approached me after a sales meeting.

“Congratulations, Reese. Good job. I’m happy for you and proud of you,” he said, sounding very robotic. But a compliment is a compliment and I beamed.

Later on in the week, he CCed me on a forwarded email to Scott. Apparently a company we were working with was inquiring about pricing and getting out of a contract and Mike said, “Scott, please have Reese take over this account as I know she will be capable of rectifying this situation.”

Scott immediately called me and started telling me what I should do and say when I reached out the company. Finally, I cut him off and snapped, “Scott, I have it under control!”

I felt kind of bad for snapping at him, but he needs to hear it. He hired me for a reason and Mike wanted me to take over the account for a reason. So get off me.

Literally one day later, Mike forwarded an email from the company that was thanking him for the changes in their contract (which is the work I did). The only thing Mike said in the email to all us was, “Good job, Reese.”

I was pretty satisfied with myself even though Mike didn’t seem like he really cared. I could tell he was impressed and loves having me around (but also, who doesn’t?). Lol, byeee.