Assisting His Assistant

Chapter 29

CHAPTER 29

Violet

I entered my apartment in a rush, and was met with Stacey watching Sex Life on Netflix, her phone glued to her hand as her fingers scrolled the screen.

I shook my head. How did she watch a sexy series and check out social media all at once? And come to think of it, Stacey has been here for almost two weeks already, wasn't it supposed to be a couple of days?

I didn't have time to think about that now. Too much was on my mind, like the awkward practice kissing session with Eric, Mr. Carson getting the wrong idea and my hot date with Jake. The hot date with Jake taking up most of my thoughts. Although Eric's lips still weighed heavily on my mind too. I shook it away and decided to focus on Jake's lips instead. That's what the practice kiss was for anyway, a quick warm up.

"Hey Violet." Stacey chirped. "You ready for your big night?" half her face peeked from behind the sofa. You could see her prominent purple shaded piggy-tails.

I sighed. "Yip! Just need to get ready."

"Oooh, let me help." Stacey insisted. "I won't take no for an answer."

"Sure, why not." I agreed. I couldn't argue with her spunky attitude.

An hour later and I was back in the living room. My blue skinny jeans fit my body well, and so did the new top I picked out from the shopping bags paid for by Eric. I felt tall with my peep-toe heels. My long hair fell over my shoulders and cascaded my back as I walked to collect my bag. Stacey decorated my face with bronze tones and a bold red lip. I checked myself in the passage mirror, ready to go and smiled.

"Well, this is as good as it's gonna get." I murmured.

"It's the best it's gonna get!" Stacey said. "You look gorgeous cuz."

I smiled. "Thanks Stacey." and gave her a quick hug.

"And hey, he's not your blind date that bailed on you okay." She assured. 

I nodded lightly.

"I give you permission to behave very badly tonight." She shouted after me as I stepped out of my apartment.

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I stood close to the Neon Lounge bar, I was supposed to meet Jake at. I glanced at my watch and it was the exact time we agreed upon, 7pm. The Neon Lounge looked cozy, tucked between a restaurant and a café. The street opposite was brisk, and flitted with cars and people. I could hear rock music filter from the bar. I grew excited and nervous for Jake to arrive.

My phone beeped a message and my heart slightly dropped. Sugar! I hoped it wasn't an excuse, the first thought came to mind. I hesitantly checked it from my bag.

Good luck for tonight vanilla bean!;-)

The message came from Eric. Vanilla bean?! I huffed at his text, stifling a small smile.

I looked right and left, there were people everywhere and a small thought snaked through that maybe Jake ditched me.

I chewed my inner cheek.

"Hey stranger." I felt a tap on my left shoulder. I whipped around and saw a grinning Jake. He looked exactly the same as he does in the office. A causal black jeans with a dark green shirt. he's dark brown hair in a tousle.

"Hi Jake! You made it." I shrieked shyly, shoving the hair strands from my face behind my ear.

Jake smile grew wider as he rocked back and forth on his heels. "I'm glad you could make it tonight. The band is playing in about 30 minutes. You wanna head in the bar and grab some drinks?"