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“I’m doing fine, thank you. How are you?”
“I’m fine, thank you for asking. We are setting up interviews for next week with the partners, and I would love to get you on the schedule. Do you have time Thursday at one?”
I should say no. I should tell her the truth right now.
But this could be my chance to finally see Ben.
“Absolutely. Thursday at one sounds just fine.”
“Perfect, Victoria. We’ll see you then. When you arrive at the firm, you can check in at reception and they’ll send you up to the right floor.”
“Thank you. See you next week.”
I hang up and toss my phone on the bed, followed by my whole self.
What am I doing?
It’s going to be okay. This is what I wanted…kind of.
When I was considering different ways to get Ben to see me, like placing myself in cafes around the firm, jogging by his house, or showing up on his damn doorstep, none of them seemed right. I needed something that would make a splash. Prove to him that I’m serious about talking this thing through and getting us back on track.
It might be a total pie in the sky idea, but I like it.
Or I did…until it all became too real. Now I need an outfit for an interview at a law firm and a plan for what I’m going to say when and if I finally get to see him.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Victoria
“This is insane, you know that, right?”
I shrug, handing Ainsley my iced coffee so I can sift through the racks with both hands. “Is it insane or genius?”
“Like your plan to fool the guy into dating his son’s ex?”
I turn to glare at him over my shoulder. “It’s different. That was more like temporary insanity. This, however, this is genius.”
I’ve had three whole days to freak out and settle back down, fully convinced that my plan is going to work. When I called Ainsley and explained the whole thing, he offered to take me shopping for an outfit in Manhattan.
I’m happy for the company but since I insist on paying for my own clothes, we’re in Queens, searching for buried treasure in the discount racks.
“I mean, it’s sweet. But I still think we should have gone with my plan.”
“For you to let me into his house so I could be waiting there for him when he got home?”
“Waiting for him naked, yeah.”
I roll my eyes. “You just wanted to think about me naked.”
He shakes his head fervently. “No way. I will never think about you like that again. In my mind, you’re already my stepmother so thinking about you naked means I’m thinking about my dad naked. So no…just no. Besides, I have a girlfriend now.”
I wait for the pang of rejection to hit, the one that always strikes me down when I hear about one of the guys I chased after, one of the guys who ‘wasn’t looking for a relationship’, being in a relationship with someone else.
But it doesn’t come.
For once, I know what I want, and I’m going to get it. Come hell or high water. Well, maybe not the high water. I think I’ve had enough flooding for one lifetime.
“I think I can pull off hot stepmother.”
