was going to be part of our anniversary weekend. Don’t you think it deserves more than one day of celebration? I mean, we already missed the actual day.”
“Yeah, because you had to go into work early, Jen.” He started to get defensive.
“Because that’s my job, Elliot. Unlike you, I have to be there at a strict time or Nancy will have my ass.” I unknowingly had begun to raise my voice in annoyance.
“This is my job though, Jenny. I thought you understood that.”
“I do understand that. But if you spent less time trashing ideas that you half-assed and trying to create new ones halfway through your deadline, you’d have more time!” I stopped. I wasn’t an angry person, I hated yelling. I breathed.
“You don’t understand what it’s like to be creative, Jenny. You have a set of rules that you have to follow and that’s it, no more thinking involved after that.” He realized how offended I now was, and held his hands up. I turned away from him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that, Jen.” I huffed in response.
He stood up and put his palms on my shoulders, resting his head between my shoulder blades. I didn’t react.
“I wouldn’t want to deal with Nancy’s face if you had said no, either.” I unsuccessfully fought off laughter at this, and gave in as we both exchanged Nancy impersonations.
“I love you,” I said, still chuckling a little.
“I love you too, Jen.”
***
I went into work on Monday feeling refreshed, my adventurous weekend with Elliot having taken my mind off of the stress at the studio. We had reconciled that night with a long, romantic romp in the sheets, and a movie marathon that followed.
I was putting my hair into a bun when Luis strolled in, looking preoccupied.
“Good morning, Luis.” I said cheerfully. He looked up, seeming worried.
“Heads up, Jenny. Nancy is stressed out, so she’s a little testy today.”
“What else is new?” I laughed. He looked surprised, and smiled. I cursed my heart as it reacted by speeding up its beat.
“Well well, have you lost the fear ?” his tailored vest clung to his slender form, and I had to concentrate on his words.
“No, I think I just got a good night sleep for once!”
“You worked hard last week, you deserve it.” He stopped and stared at me for a moment. I felt my cheeks get warm.
“What?” I said, shyly.
“Do you wear blush?”
“Not really, I don’t wear much outside of eye makeup, why?”
“Huh. I guess you have naturally rosy cheeks.” I must’ve looked embarrassed, because he followed up with: “it goes well with your fair skin.”
I was elated for a moment, and before I could stop myself, I blurted out “you too.”
He began to laugh, a little too loudly. Nancy opened her office door and strutted out.
“Jenny, I need you to start your confirmation calls.” The expression on her face was unreadable. My smile faded and I nodded.
“Oh, of course, Nancy, sorry, I was just putting my hair up.” She looked at me for a moment longer and then walked back into her office. I looked at Luis briefly, and we both held back amused laughter.
I sat down at the computer and begin my task. Luis followed, reaching out from behind me to take a pen from the cup in front of me. His voice was low and soft now.
“Jenny, what are you doing tonight?” I thought of Elliot engrossed in his comics.
“Nothing that I know of. Why?” I held my breath.
“You mentioned last week that you’ve been wanting to learn piano. If it’s not too inappropriate, I thought that I could show you a few things.” I paused for a moment. It was true, I had wanted to learn piano for some time, but could never afford a good teacher. I struggled with myself for a moment. It’s just piano lessons. It’s not like he invited you out for a romantic dinner. He patiently waited for my response.
“I could do