Breathe. Just breathe.

I knock my fist on her door three times. I wait patiently, while crapping my pants for her to open the door. It swings open and there she is.

"Hi Bas"

"Hi Brooke are you ready?"

"Yeah let's do this"

She puts hand in mine and leads out of her apartment building. Tonights going to be a good night.

...

I borrowed Honey's car because it is a major babe magnet. I hate that mum would never let me buy a bike. I know if I bought one now Honey would have a fit. Mum, Honey and me it was always just the three of us. There are times when I wish Mum wasn't dead and that she was just hiding. Reynolds are good hiders. Honey is the best.

***flashback***

"Ready or not here I come"

I have to find Honey this time. And I'm going to do it by myself. Under the bed? No. In the pantry? No. Honey always has the edge it is because she manages to change her hiding place during the game. She is sneaky. Behind the curtain? Mum.

"Got you mum"

"Bas, where's Honey?"

***

"Spaghetti Warehouse?" Brooke questions as a park breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Uh...yeah is that ok?"

"Perfect" she replies and I sigh.

We head inside and a seated straight away. We order a lot of pasta and cheesecake.

"Thanks for inviting me out again Sebastian"

"Thanks for accepting" I say and she chuckles. I take her hand in mine and kiss her knuckles. "I really enjoy your company Brooke."

"I feel the same way"

Brooke and I have a lot in common she is studying nursing at Boston college part-time while she works at Cunningham & Associates. We talk for hours enjoying every second of each other's company before I drive her home. We stand at her apartment door and I go for it kissing her goodnight. I cup her chin in my hand and press my lips against hers. Her tongue comes out licking my bottom lip and I flick mine back fighting for dominance. She pulls away from the kiss both of us breathing heavily.

"Would you like to come in?"

I settle on the couch with popcorn and Netflix. Bas is out on a date...again. I do hope this girl treats in right. I start season three of Gilmore Girls I love this season... Jess is in this season. The last thing on my mind is work. I'm loving the job but hating on my boss. Ok so not hating him. I mean he is gorgeous but completely unprofessional. I can't deny that I'm attracted to him. He makes me feel things that... NO! It can't happen. I won't let it. I sigh back and laugh to myself as I watch Luke push Jess into the lake. I wish I had someone to hang out with. Sometimes I miss Cali. I wonder what Brooke is doing tonight.

"Honey?"

"Hi Brooke. How you going?"

"I'm great how are you?"

"Yeah I'm good"

"You worked from home again today?"

"Yeah anything to avoid our crazy boss"

"He is particular"

"Particular? No Brooke he is nuts. Total split personality"

"Really he is always angry Cameron with me. Never nice"

"I don't know, he seems to have two sides to him."

"Did he bring up the charity ball again?"

"I haven't heard from him since I left his office yesterday. I know he gave Caleb a hard time today though"

"Oh yes poor Caleb I saw him physically shaking. Poor kid"

"So anyway enough about work. What are you doing tonight? My brother is out. I'm bored and have a whole Netflix queue waiting. Want to come over?"

"Uh...I'm sorry Honey. I have plans tonight. In fact I think my date is here"

"Oh a date! Go, go! Have fun!"

"Thanks Honey. I'll see you Monday"

I hang up and throw my phone on the pillows beside me. Resting my head back I curl up on the couch with a handful of popcorn.

...

There is a knock on the door. Gah Bas.

"Bas seriously use your key!"

The knocking continues and finally I pause the episode and make my way to the door. I tug down on my top making sure my panties are covered since I'm only wearing one of Bas's t-shirts. I swing the door open and I see two green orbs staring back at me.

"Good evening Miss Reynolds" Mr Cunningham is standing in front of me in a tux.

"What are you doing here?"

"It is six-thrity I told you I would pick you up" The damn charity ball. Then I spot it in his hands. The dress.It is in this moment that I don't care that he is my boss. I move to slam the door in his face but it is stopped by his foot.

"Get ready Miss Reynolds"

"No Mr Cunningham. Please leave."

His eyes darken as though he is trying to figure out a way to convince me. He takes a deep breath in and a smirk appears on his lips, "Get ready Miss Reynolds. Or you're fired"