Textual Encounters (The Christine + Jake Affair)
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11:22pm:
I thought it was all that Jack and Coke he’s been pouring down his throat.
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11:23pm:
Probably isn’t helping.
11:24pm:
How many times has he called you Rachel?
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11:25pm:
Five.
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11:26pm:
OK, let me know when he gets to six. I’ll come get you, show you the rooftop terrace.
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11:27pm:
He’s at six.
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11:28pm:
Are you lying to me.
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11:29pm:
Maybe. Just come get me.
11:29pm:
I’m curious about the terrace.
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Sunday February 17, 2013
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2:38pm:
Are you coming home soon?
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2:42pm:
Yes. Just chatting with someone at the gym. Should be back shortly.
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2:44pm:
OK, no rush. I’m just curious where I should leave the things I brought over from the hotel.
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2:45pm:
Help yourself to anything.
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2:48pm:
It’s nothing permanent, only until I sign a lease, Jake.
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2:50pm:
Sure. Whatever you say.
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2:51pm:
We’ll chat when you get back.
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2:52pm:
OK.
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Wednesday February 20, 2013
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11:36am:
Finally, it’s here.
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11:27am:
Your period?
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11:29am:
Jake! Think *long* term!
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11:32am:
Oh, the offer from Lawson!
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11:33am:
The one and only.
11:34am:
And I have some bad news as well.
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11:35am:
Does it involve Peter the Peckerhead?
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11:35am:
I hope not!
11:36am:
But I *do* have to fly into Toronto this weekend to tidy up some loose ends.
11:37am:
Both at work and personally – I have a bunch of clothes at Peter’s that I need to collect because I don’t have the time or available credit to replace my wardrobe.
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11:38am:
I thought it didn’t involve him.
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11:39am:
It won’t. I’ll go when he’s at work on Monday.
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11:40am:
Alone? That sounds like a risk, Christine.
11:40am:
I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that.
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11:41am:
It has to be done.
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11:43am:
Then I’m coming with you.
11:45am:
The last time you saw him, you moved in with him. And while it might have been a survival technique, I still lost you, at least temporarily. I can’t risk that happening again.
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11:47am:
If Peter sees us together, he won’t be happy.
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11:48am:
If I see Peter the Peckerhead, I won’t be happy either.
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11:49am:
I don’t want this to turn into a pissing contest, Jake.
11:50am:
Maybe it’s best that you stay here while I go back. I can get in and out and he won’t know I was even there.
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11:52am:
No, I’ll be a big boy. I’ll stay in the cab while you get your stuff. I won’t budge unless you need reinforcements.
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11:53am:
Okay. Plus I would appreciate your company. And support. And help, if needed.
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11:55am:
You can use my credit card to book the trip. It’s in the middle drawer on the left side of my dresser, along with my passport information, which you will need when booking the flights.
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11:56am:
Wow, I’ve never flown first class before.
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11:56am:
Forget what I said about the credit card...
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11:57am:
I’m teasing!
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12:02pm:
So, when are we leaving?
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12:06pm:
I was thinking Sunday. Spend the night in a hotel then do all of the running around the following morning. Peter will be gone for sure and I will let my HR Manager know I’ll be there around noon. We can catch a flight back to NYC at 5:15pm, be back for a later dinner and those drinks at the Flatiron Hotel that you owe me?
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12:07pm:
That I owe YOU?
12:07pm:
If I recall correctly, you stood ME up that night?
12:08pm:
That’s how I met your friend Melissa. Remember?
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12:09pm:
Fair enough. Drinks on me... it will be a hangover Tuesday for you, Jake.
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12:11pm:
I’m allowed one of those every now and again.
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12:15pm:
Will you be taking a lunch today? If so, want to meet?
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12:15pm:
Since you wouldn’t let me out of bed at 4 when I woke up, I was going to make up for my missed workout by going for a run – you can join me if you want.
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12:17pm:
Good thing I packed my yoga shorts and a running bra. See you at --?
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12:18pm:
12:30... Better hurry up, Lightning!
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12:19pm:
Plenty of time. And I apologize in advance if I whoop your ass.
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12:20pm:
Ditto.
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Sunday February 23, 2013
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3:37pm:
&n
bsp; These were the last seats, sorry.
3:38pm:
At least I can see the back of your head. In case the plane goes down...
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3:39pm:
Did you purposely put me next to the fattest white man on the flight?
3:40pm:
Is this your sense of humor showing itself? Because he might single-handedly bring this little jet down.
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3:41pm:
You don’t want to see what I’m stuck next to.
3:41pm:
You just *had* to look, didn’t you?
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3:42pm:
Seriously? I swear he’s this month’s GQ cover model.
3:42pm:
WTF? I get the blimp and you get Mr. GQ?
3:42pm:
Cold, Christine.
3:43pm:
Fucking cold.
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3:44pm:
Admit it, you love me.
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3:45pm:
Maybe not after this flight!
3:46pm:
Assuming my neighbor doesn’t bring this bird down.
3:47pm:
I can hear you laughing from here, keep it down back there, will ya?
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Monday February 25, 2013
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10:14am:
We didn’t think about the car.
10:16am:
Is Peter the Peckerhead in there? Want me to come in?
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10:17am:
No, it’s quiet in here. Nobody’s home.
10:18am:
Just give me 10 minutes to get my stuff and we’ll be on our way.
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10:18am:
What about the car in the driveway?
10:19am:
What are you doing about that?
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10:19am:
I’ll deal with it later.
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10:19am:
It still has New York plates on it.
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10:20am:
I’ll deal with it later.
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10:23am:
Oh fuck.
10:23am:
The Range Rover just pulled in the driveway.
10:23am:
You better hurry.
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10:24am:
Shit!!! Meet me around the side of the house once Peter gets inside.
10:24am:
Don’t let him see you!
10:25am:
I’m coming out the back door.
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10:26am:
Holy shit, he’s BIG!
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10:26am:
Get to the driver to open the trunk.
10:26am:
Be quick, Jake.
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10:26am:
OK
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12:32pm:
You won’t believe who showed up at the office this morning.
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12:34pm:
He’s THAT psycho, is he?
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12:37pm:
I’m not risking it. I’ll have to deal with HR another time. I’m on my way back to the hotel.
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12:38pm:
OK, I’ll see you soon?
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12:38pm:
Not soon enough.
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Friday March 1, 2013
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6:36am:
You left extra early this morning, Jake. Everything okay?
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6:38am:
Just have to finish something. If I didn’t leave early, I would be working late.
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6:38am:
And you don’t like working late on Fridays... is it the black cars you’re afraid of?
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6:39am:
Very funny.
6:39am:
I made plans for us tonight.
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6:40am:
Oh? What might they be?
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6:40am:
It’s a surprise.
6:41am:
Remember that billionaire I told you about? He’s helping me out with this one. You’ll love it, I promise. And I know how you hate it when people break their promises.
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6:42am:
OK.
6:45am:
Are you free for lunch today?
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6:46am:
Actually, I’m skipping lunch. I want to get this thing all tidied up and finished with, so I’ll be working straight through.
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6:47am:
You sure you can’t spare fifteen minutes?
6:49am:
For me ; )
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6:50am:
Sorry. I won’t say no to you often, but today I have no other choice.
6:54am:
Still there?
6:54am:
Trust me, I’ll make up for it tonight. You’ll love this, I swear you will.
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Saturday March 2, 2013
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6:57am:
Hiya, where are you? I didn’t hear you leave this morning. And you weren’t really yourself last night.
7:02am:
Christine? Is everything okay?
7:03am:
I hope you enjoyed the private helicopter tour of the city last night. Here’s a photo I took while we were up.
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7:05am:
I have never done that before, but when our client offered the tour to me, I knew I had to share it with someone special.
7:11am:
I always thought I would use that kind of private tour to propose to someone, but I figure it’s probably a little creepy to propose to you after less than a three months.
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7:18am:
Yes, it would be a little creepy. But what’s worse is that you won’t be proposing to me, Jake.
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7:19am:
Why not?
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7:21am:
Tell me about your lunch yesterday.
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7:22am:
Can we talk about this in person?
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7:22am:
Because you’re full of shit.
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