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"Co unless it's for attention I mean look at that party she threw for Aaron No one-year-old baby needs a party with chane and caviar She threw that party for herself, not for you, Aaron, or Matt"

Okay, that cained it in my head, and I know this by the fact that Mac's face colors red with anger

"You shouldn't be so judgh sha in her voice to make me feel like shit

Which makes me defensive "The party was over the top, Mac It was unnecessary Surely you can admit that"

Mac gives me a shake of her head with a sad smile, and then shocks the shit out of me "It was absolutely necessary, Cal Necessary to Macy anyway, and I fully supported every decision she ht down to the china pattern of the dessert plates I approved"

My jaw drops "Are you serious?"

"It was necessary to Macy," she repeats slowly, and I know she's dead fucking serious "And because I love her, I accommodated her"

Uneasiness bubbles withinton's htly intrigued

I shrug it off though While I ht for the past ten days about what an a screw Macy is, and I may have jacked off ut instinct tells me to stay far away from her Give it time and these fantasies will subside

Haven't even thought once about taking her up on her offer for a repeat

Nope Not once

Okay, not once past that first night after Aaron's party Admittedly, I almost picked up the phone to call her, but then I was saved by Ca me a call to chat

"Fuck," I exclai the folder Mac handed ot to meet Camille"

"Hot date?" Mac inquires

"She got tickets for us to Book of Morrabout over nment tomorrow"

"Awesome," Mac says as I pull my phone out of my breast pocket Before I can even look at it, she stops me dead in my tracks "And Cal?"

By the tone of her voice, I can tell she's getting ready to tellinside that brilliant head of hers I have no clue what she's going to say, but her tone is completely victorious before she even lays it on me

"Yeah?" I ask hesitantly as I turn back to face her

"That assignment," she says as her eyes flick to the folder under my arm "Macy wants it to be an anonymous donation She doesn't want any credit for it"

Fuck that ize or hts about her best friend I just give her a repentant s away

Once outside of her office, I turnthe text that I'o ahead and call her as I head toward the lobby elevator

She picks up on the second ring Never one to pussyfoot around, she says, "Don't bother rushing We'll never make the show"

I cringe over the anger laced with disappointment in her voice "I'ot stuck on an eent issue with Mac"

Camille snorts "Of course you did"

"I did," I insist, even though that's not exactly true Macy's trust assignency "Let me make it up to you I can be there in thirty minutes, and I'll take you out to a nice dinner"

I jab at the elevator button while I tilt ing to pull the folder out from under my arm, I shove it into a side pocket of my briefcase With my arm now completely free, I take the phone back in hand and press it closer to my ear

I' to appease her at this point My desire to reconnect with Camille has been lukewarm at best After my encounter with Macy, it's cooled even ood, ere really good, so I figured I should give it at least a decent effort to see if a spark can be rekindled

With a deep sigh, Cauilt trip to an entirely new level "This is about priorities, Cal If we're going to try to o of this, you have to make me a priority Especially when I have four-hundred dollar theater tickets"

I grit my teeth as the elevator doors open, and she's saved from what I really want to say as I see the car is full of people I step in and ainst the wall With a low voice, I say, "Don't even go there, Caet into a discussion on what priorities really mean"