Page 2 of Unicorn Experiment
Jules tossed a pillow on my stomach and placed her head down on me. Bursts of giggles randomly echoed throughout my house, and I loved every second of it.
“I’m sorry I called your life boring,” she said, while she scrolled through her phone, ordering a pair of neon shoes she’d been eyeing all week.
I tapped her on the forehead with my index finger. “I know you didn’t mean it.”
“Oh, I meant it. I just shouldn’t have said it. It was an inside thought that snuck out.”
I tapped her even harder on the forehead before taking a deep breath for what I was about to say. I didn’t want her to feel bad, but she was my best friend, and I really needed to tell her what had been on my mind lately. I just hoped it didn’t hurt her feelings.
“I think Bradford is going to propose. He’s been acting jumpy lately, and I overheard him on the phone talking about a special surprise. When he caught me listening, he hung up really fast.” I cringed when I felt her go still at my words.
Her buying finger froze over theadd to cartbutton on her phone.
Biting my bottom lip, I hoped I didn’t do something stupid. I just needed my best friend, and I hated that under her hard exterior she was sensitive and I might have hurt her feelings.
“Well, of fucking course he’s going to propose to you. He would be an idiot not to. Although he is a bit of an idiot since he didn’t consult with me on what you’d like. I swear, if he buys you an ugly ring, I’m never going to let him live it down. And we will go find your real ring, get lunch, and go to the spa on his card.”
I smiled at her silliness, but on the inside, I exhaled the internal breath I was holding. “Deal. And he won’t buy me an ugly ring. He knows what I like.”
“Like the red roses he buys you that make you sneeze until we get them out of the office? Or what about the house he bought across town from me? Do you remember how confused the poor, simple soul was when you purchased your house across from mine, like you told him you were going to? I love him, but sometimes he’s not the smartest.”
I rolled my eyes even though she was right. Bradford couldn’t believe I bought the house I told him I was buying. He truly thought he was surprising me by purchasing the house he currently lived in, across town. It was the one time in our relationship we hadn’t been in agreement, and the only time we’d actually fought.
“We need to go get manicures immediately.” She grabbed my hand and sneered at my month-old nails with disgust. “Also, after you say yes, I’m going to have to talk to him about him moving in here because you two sure as hell aren’t moving to his house across town.”
I fucking loved this girl so damn much. We bickered about which was the best nail salon, and she won, like she always did.Smiling brightly, she made our appointments for Thursday after work.
“Do you want another drink?” Jules asked, groaning when she got up from the floor.
“No, I need to get up early tomorrow and work on the rest of the Aurora project.”
“It’s ready, Rach. We are going to nail that project like a couple on prom night.”
“I know, but this is the biggest project we’ve ever bid for, and I want it so bad I can taste it.”
“Oooh, what does it taste like?” She wiggled her shoulders and licked her lips.
“Success.”
Settling on the couch, Jules handed me the drink I did not want. “Drink. I’ll come over tomorrow and we’ll perfect everything for Monday. It will also give me a chance to pick out your clothes for the presentation”
I grumbled, taking a healthy sip of the drink she handed me. Jules had made it one of her life’s missions to get me to dress more stylish.
“Fine, but please no heels. You know I can’t walk in those torture devices.”
“No promises. Now drink up and turn on our show.”
Chapter 2
“I can’t believe you got me in these ridiculous shoes,” I hissed at Jules when we entered the elevator.
“Rachel Mae Candel, those are like two inches and they’re a bootcut wedge. I couldn’t have made them any smaller unless they were tennis shoes. Stop complaining, you look hot and professional. We’re going to nail this presentation and win that fucking bid. Now put your head up, and tits out. Act like the boss bitches we are.”
Jules reset her whole body, pulling her shoulders back, sliding into her confidence like she was putting on a power suit. Watching my best friend walk out of the elevator as if she owned the place, I shook my head. Well, technically she did own the place, with me.
Jules’ pink hair was up in a messy style that matched her energy. Her black suit screamed,pay attention to my ideas because they’re the best you’ll ever hear.Her pink heels clicked on the tile in a staccato. My pixie-sized friend could turn the heads of any man or woman in the vicinity.
With a deep breath I followed my best friend. Pulling my shoulders back and holding my head up high, I hoped I didn’t look like the fraud I currently felt like. Jules had dressed me in a silky green button-down shirt with a black pencil skirt. My hourglass figure showed off the Pilates classes I religiously attended.
