(Hello Reader. I know this should be a special holiday episode. The thing is by the time this one gets published, I will be thirty stories ahead on what I have written. Thank you so much for allowing me to write this series. I hope you still enjoy the story of Leo and his neighbor. )
I have a hard fast rule that I try to avoid mixing my personal life with my professional life. It was one of the first rules I learned when I started working part-time as a teenager. There was a cute girl who I wanted to go out with. When I asked her out, she declined. Then her brother came over my house to threaten me for asking his sister out at work a few days later. It was a quick fight, resulting in him hitting the ground before his sister came out of his car screaming. I ended up quitting that job a few days later because of what happened. But the lesson stuck.
When we first started our business, Matt was dead set on not hiring any of our friends for that very reason. Then Aubrey applied with an awesome resume' followed by Deb and Jan until we had a cadre of about ten of our friends who became the core of our company. Except for Aubrey, all of them were from Matt's friend circle. Still, I endeavored to keep clear of some of the drama. Still, we were successful, and we looked back at those hires as some of the best.
It was this in mind that I had to keep reminding myself as Aubrey was coming over to my neighbor's house for her birthday. I was tasked to bring certain things while my neighbor was cooking dinner. It was after two thank you sessions with my neighbor, so I was feeling no pain. As I started to help her set the table, she looked over at me and smiled.
"So, what are your plans tonight, Romeo?"
I looked at her surprisingly before she looked at me with a different look.
"I am keeping on the tradition Missy told me about. She would take Aubrey out to dinner every year and talk about you. You can't be here when we do that. Plus, it will keep your rule intact."
I looked at her in disbelief before I resigned myself to the fact that she was right. She went through all that trouble to invite her over and do her thing. I walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead before she looked up and kissed me deeply on the lips. It was a few moments of our lips moving before she pulled back.
"Can I come over after she falls asleep? I have the guest room set up for her tonight."
"Of course," I answered, trying not to betray my little bit of hurt I felt.
She kissed me once more before looking me in the eye.
"I will make this up to you. Just let me fulfill Missy's wish tonight."