Page 7 of Chasing his Ex

Charlie is a year younger than I am. She’s also one of my best friends since we met at university, but she dropped out with financial difficulties and without her degree.

But her legal credits got her the job as a secretary for the floor of corporate lawyers two floors below the one I work, but she was promoted to the executive assistant for the boss himself—Peter Bryant.

Charlie, along with Sophie, Jade, Bree, and Amber, are my favorite people in the world. Apart from Bree, everyone works with me.

I know Sophie from university. She helped me get the job in Bryant & Sons, but Jade and Amber are a year older.

The bartender pushes my vodka tonic. Charlie takes a pink gin with a splash of lemonade. Jade, Amber, and Sophie are planning on getting drunk and order two bottles of Merlot.

“I see you’re still seeing the sexy American,” Charlie sing-songs.

I place my index finger on my lips. “Like I keep telling you. I’m not seeing him. He's a friend.”

Charlie rolls her eyes to the ceiling and I realize everyone thinks more is going on with Jameson than is.

I blow out a breath. I don’t know if I’m desperate to tell someone about Jameson’s sudden change of heart, but also seeing Finn again. But I need to tell someone.

“He asked me to move to the US with him.”

“Who?” Sophie asks, taking a sip of her wine.

“Jameson,” I say.

“Keep up,” Jade says and laughs.

“Wow,” Charlie says, her mouth opened wide for a few seconds. “I thought I heard you saying that. Are you going?”

“No, Jameson is jealous because he saw me talking to my ex.”

There’s no reaction from them, other than a set of slow blinks, like they can’t interpret the information.

“And where was your ex?” Charlie finally asks.

“Getting into the elevator.” I never really thought much about it, probably the shock of seeing him and the shock of Jameson being so affectionate all of a sudden and in public. “He must have had a meeting.”

“What’s his name? I’ll find out. I’ll see who he signed in to see,” Charlie says, waggling her eyes. “I should have been a detective.”

“Finlay Jacks,” I say.

Charlie’s eyes open wide. “As in the son of Gaston Jacks.”

“Finn was here?” Sophie says and gasps.

I press my lips together and nod.

An enormous, incredulous smile rises on Charlie’s face. “Holy Mother of God. What on earth were you thinking of making him an ex?”

“He’s not as perfect as he looks. He tricked her into being taped having sex,” Sophie hisses. “Him and his mates are bastards ... every one of them.”

“Including Mason?” I ask, wondering about that. I heard she finally got to kiss Mason, but he left her with a broken heart.

“Especially Mason. You should run away with this Jameson guy and never look back.”

“No second chances for you Soph,” Charlie states.

“Nope, I prefer to be single. Men and family are not worth the effort,” she replies. "All I need is a sperm donor."

“Hear, hear.” Bree raises her glass of wine. “She needs to stay single. Men are only good for one thing and if they aren’t good at that, then...” she hiccups. I smile.

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