"We need to restock pretty soon." I said to myself. The frig is not empty, but definitely need some restocking. I reached into the refrigerator and brought out everything I need to make somepasta dish. Justin loved pasta, especially with the special sauce I use to give it a different touch.
My phone rang suddenly. I laid all the items I had in my hand on the kitchen counter and reached out to pick up the call. It was Ryan. I flashed a smile as I picked up the call.
"Good day, boss." I answered. It would be unwise for me to become too friendly with Ryan since he was still my boss.
Ryan responded, “How professional!" I am certain he was teasing me and wonderingly how we got back on with the formalities. I just chuckled a bit, making him realize that I got the joke.
"Anyways, how are you? Heard you're home already. And you’re off until Monday? " He continued.
"Yes, I am. I'll be returning to work on Monday."
"Alright, good because you owned me a lunch appointment."
I laughed. I was thinking he had forgotten about that already.
"Hold on, wait, you thought I had forgotten about that?" He continued again.
"Well, most likely." I said, awaiting his reaction while I pulled out a bowl and some plates to start getting some of my ingredients ready to use.
"Certainly not. Especially when we genuinely have something to celebrate." He sounded ecstatic.
"What are we celebrating? This project? Or did something else happen?"
"You happened to the company, my dear. That was what we're celebrating. I must recognize your efforts, just in case no one else does."
"Thank you so much."
"No worries. You have to be at the party tomorrow evening though. The Moody is hosting a party to celebrate our latest achievements."
"Oh, he is?" I asked. My surprise was evident from the tone of my voice.
"Yes. The party was at his house. It's just something that was scheduled in the last minute."His house? I have never been to his house before. I doubt anyone has. Why is that the venue?
"Oh, okay. Does anyone know where he lives?" I asked voicing out my thoughts. Ryan laughed, then responded.
"I'm sure Justin can bring you there. He gave out the address at work today."
"Alright then, I will be there."
"Great! Let me leave you now to go on and rest some more. See you tomorrow!" He dropped the call almost immediately.
I dropped the phone at the counter, still marveling at the thought that Ian could consider hosting a party. So he wasn’t such a bore after all? Or did we impress him so much that he was willing to bear the torture of having us invade his house for a few hours? These thoughts were propelling other thoughts to pour in, so I shut it down instantly.
I started to prepare the pasta dish, and soon enough, I was done. I couldn’t wait for Justin to be back before taking a portion for myself since I was way too hungry.
Chapter 18
Ashley
"Did you get my text?" I asked as soon as Justin walked into the room. I had sent him a text to get me some pizza and yoghurt on his way back. I didn’t think I would be able to eat another plate of pasta.
"Here you go Ma'am" Justin handed the pizza box and a couple containers of yogurt. I smiled broadly as I lifted myself off the couch and collected pizza and yogurt from him.
"Awww. You made sure to get my favorite flavors too." I said beaming a smile at him like a little girl who is being spoiled silly by her father.
"Enjoy it while it lasts. You're everybody’s star at the moment." He said rolling his eyes.
"Indeed!" I said doing a mock dance movement on the chair where I sat.