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    small world (working title) – Chapter 18

    “Whoa! Road rage.” Shane’s never heard Harper this pissed.

    “I hate the ***** westside!” And she means it. “Sorry, it’s been a ***** day.”

    “I’m sorry, I have a really big hug waiting for you when you get here.”

    Harper can’t help but smile. “I love coming home to you.”

    Shane smiles, “Yeah?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Sweet!” Shane feels herself blush. “I’ll see you when you get here.”

    “I can’t wait.”

    The moment Harper sees Shane her mood lightens. When she stops the car Shane is there to open the door.

    “Good evening Madame.” Shane says bowing like a proper English butler, accent and all.

    “Good evening Jeeves.” Harper plays into the charade. When Shane stands upright Harper marvels at her beauty. “My God Jeeves, you look incredibly ***** this evening.” She reaches out and grabs Shane by the tie, pulling her into a passionate lip lock.

    “Mmm Madame.” Shane says when they break from the kiss.

    “What would I do without you Jeeves?”

    “I’m sure I don’t know Madame.” Shane says trying to stay in character and not lose her accent.

    Harper laughs and gets out of her car. Shane takes her bag from her.

    “Thank you.” Harper says. “Can you do this every night?”

    “Oh you’d get tired of it.” Shane says, returning to herself.

    “No I wouldn’t. You could switch it up. I’m not opposed to seeing you dressed as a French maid.”

    “That’ll be the day.” Shane laughs at the thought.

    The opening is in the full swing by the time Shane and Harper stroll in hand in hand. They wave to Bette who is busy playing curator, surrounded by board members. Over by the bar they find Alice and Jenny trying to carry a conversation.

    Alice’s face washes with relief, “Hey you two!”

    “What’s up?” Shane says.

    “Just waiting on our girlfriends who’ve gone on a field trip to the bathroom.” Alice says.

    “I’ll never understand the need for girls to have company when they pee in public.” Harper says.

    Shane wants nothing to do with the topic. “You want a drink?”

    “Sure. White wine, please.” She gives Shane a smile. “So how’s the art? Have you guys looked around?”

    “There are some very provocative Artists. I can see why Bette was so excited.” Jenny says ready to talk critical art theory.

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