Mistakes Were Made(76)

“Hello, this is Cassie.”

“Cassie, hey, it’s Joel from UAL.” This seemed like a really good sign.

“Hey, Joel, how’re you doing?”

“Pretty great,” he said. “I’m calling because—now, we don’t usually do this so quickly, but there was unanimous enthusiasm in the lab today, and we want to offer you the position.”

Cassie couldn’t stop herself from asking, “Really?”

“Really.” Joel laughed. Cassie leapt out of the bed and pumped her fist as he continued, “You’d be an excellent addition to UAL. If you accept, I can’t wait to see where you’ll take us.”

“Of course I’m accepting, Joel,” Cassie said. “This is an amazing opportunity. I’m so excited.”

“Great. You’ll get emails from HR with the details tomorrow, and we’ll see you in a couple of months. Feel free to call or email me if you’ve got any questions.”

“Thank you so much.”

“Thank you. I look forward to working with you, Cassie.”

She ended the call and collapsed back onto the bed. She got it. She couldn’t believe it—or she could, sure, she’d totally rocked today, but—she got it. Holy shit. She let out a little scream of joy.

She had to tell someone. Fuck, she was so excited. She had to tell someone.

“This is Erin Bennett.”

“Erin,” Cassie laughed into her phone. “What are you doing right now?”

“Cassie?” She sounded tired. “What’s going on?”

“What are you doing?” Cassie repeated. She paced in front of her hotel bed.

“I was—resting,” Erin said. “Napping. I worked an overnight yesterday.”

“Shit, I forgot. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. I just—I’ve got some kind of exciting news!”

Erin was quiet, and then, “Well, tell me what it is already!”

“I got a job!” Cassie practically screamed it. “A really great job. I toured the labs today and killed my interview so hard they offered it to me barely two hours after I’d finished.”

“Babe, that’s great! What’s the job? Where is it? Tell me everything.”

Cassie grinned. “It’s with United Aerospace Laboratories.”

“What?” Erin said. “The one in Boston?”

“The one in Boston,” Cassie said. “I’m in my hotel at Copley Place right now.”

“You’re in Boston right now?”

“That’s what I just said, Erin,” Cassie said, laughing. “And you should come meet me for a celebratory dinner.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were in Boston!”

“I’m telling you now! I didn’t want anyone to know in case I didn’t get it.”

“But you got it.”

“I got it.” Cassie couldn’t stop grinning. “Come to Boston. Let’s celebrate.”

Erin took a moment to respond. “I can be there in an hour and a half.”

“Drive faster.”

“Cassie.”

“Safe, but fast,” she amended.

Erin laughed. Cassie laughed, too, thrilled. She was just so damn happy.

“The Westin at Copley Place,” she said. “Let me know when you get close, and I’ll come down to meet you.”

“What should I wear?”

Cassie’s grin widened. “Something sexy.”

“Cassie.” Erin laughed again. “I mean, do you want to go someplace fancy? What’s the dress code?”

“I am way too hype for someplace fancy,” Cassie said. “Just dress normally, Erin. You always look great.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere.”

Cassie cracked up. “That’s blatantly untrue.”

“Whatever,” Erin said, and Cassie could hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Hurry.”

She had an hour and a half, but Cassie got dressed right away anyway. Just jeans and a white T-shirt—she’d throw the blazer from her jumpsuit on before she left. She wanted to look good, because she felt good, and because of Erin. It seemed unreal that she hadn’t seen her in more than two months. They texted daily, sure, but like, she actually got to see her. In person. And touch her. Yeah, she wanted to look really good.

She turned on her pump-up playlist on her phone and rocked out as she did her makeup. God, she got an amazing job, and she was about to see Erin. She wasn’t sure she could be happier.

She was on the sidewalk when Erin pulled up, hadn’t bothered to stop smiling. She climbed into the car, leaned over the console, and kissed Erin. Erin giggled into her mouth.

“Well, hello,” she said.

Cassie sat back, grinning. “Hey.”

“It’s good to see you, too.”

Cassie shrugged. “It’s been way too long since I’ve gotten to do that.”

“Maybe you should do it one more time, then.”

Cassie laughed and kissed her again.

They were probably taking too long in the hotel roundabout, so Cassie made herself stop. She considered suggesting they just go to her room, but her stomach growled.