Sister Girls 2

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I would have been embarrassed or I would have gotten a phone number.”
    â€œWell, you almost got your head knocked off, grabbing me around my waist like that,” Elsie joked.
    â€œStill the same feisty Elsie, huh?”
    Elsie smiled. “Some things never change.”
    â€œUm, excuse me,” the lady in line behind Elsie interrupted, “the line is moving.”
    Elsie looked in front of her and saw a huge space. She stepped to the side and let the other customers go in front of her.
    â€œWhat are you doing here in Jersey? I thought you had moved to Los Angeles and was producing movies.”
    â€œWow, you’ve been keeping up with me?”
    â€œNo, I read the tabloids,” Elsie teased.
    â€œWell, you heard correctly. Actually, I just bought a house in Asbury Park.”
    â€œReally?” Elsie knew that most of the homes in Asbury Park now sold for over three hundred thousand. There were some that were going for close to a million.
    â€œYes, really; after all, Asbury Park is on the rise, why not invest?”
    â€œI hear that.” Elsie looked at Trey again, this time taking in his tailored clothing and expensive shoes and jewelry. She couldn’t believe that he was standing in front of her. What a coincidence and coincidences were something she didn’t believe in.
    â€œExcuse me,” the cashier said as she looked at Trey the whole time, “May I help you? Elsie put her things on the counter and pulled out her credit card.
    â€œAre you free right now, maybe we can grab a cup of coffee or brunch and catch up on one another?” Trey asked.
    â€œI’m really not. I was running into For the Soul and then I have to get to my office.”
    â€œWell, let me take your number and maybe we can get together this evening. I’d love to catch up.”
    Elsie looked at Trey and realized that she would love to catch up as well. After all, he was her first male crush. A crush that didn’t go far because shortly afterward she realized she was attracted to women.
    â€œHere,” Elsie pulled a card out of her purse, “call me and I’ll let you know when I’m free.”
    The cashier gave Elsie back her card, the receipt, and handed her the bag. Elsie looked at receipt, stuck it in her bag, and started walking out the store with Trey behind her.
    â€œA nonprofit, huh?” Trey was reading Elsie’s business card.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œThat’s decent,” he told her. “I’m going to call you.”
    â€œI’d like that,” Elsie responded. She could feel him watching her as she walked away and knew that she was going to have to break it to him that she was gay. It amused Elsie when men tried to press up on her. She wasn’t one to play the “lead him on game,” she wanted men to know from the gate that she was interested in women only.
    Of course, she would get the you don’t know what you’re missing or maybe I can change your mind line. What was it with some men, thinking dick was the answer?
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    When Elsie arrived at the office, a young lady was standing by the door.
    â€œHarmony?” Elsie asked.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œCome on up.” Elsie opened the door and led the way upstairs to the office. “Make yourself comfortable and I’ll be right with you.”
    â€œOkay,” Harmony replied as she sat down in the guest area. She glanced around and liked what she saw. I could really see myself working here.
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    Elsie went into her office and pulled the résumé Harmony faxed over out of her desk and skimmed through it. It didn’t show any administrative experience but that was okay as long as she knew how to type. Elsie noticed that the light on the phone, which indicated there were messages, was blinking. I’ll check that later.
    She walked back into the guest area where Harmony sat patiently with a nervous look on her face. “You can relax,

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