She shot him a look, brows raised in a way that said get real. "I wouldn't fight Callista for the last city bag on sale at Saks, I'm definitely not fighting her for a man. Derogatory." When she came back Ade glanced to the store associate nervously re-folding sweaters and chuckled, making a point of waving goodbye to him as they left. "Yes new with you. Give me something, anything, to work with here. Oh it's fine. They're fine. They think I'm stubborn and will quit as soon as I think I've proved my point, then go work for my cousin at our family's publishing group or something."
Benitez laughed a hearty laugh - he loved pushing his friend's buttons but Adeline's were especially entertaining. "You know I don't walk around living my existence to give you something to work with but I guess I could throw you a bone. So last week a couple of dudes corner me asking me all of these crazy questions and you know me so I'm giving them everything but a straight answer and we're going back and forth then boom…long story short, I got in a knife fight and came out on top, so yeah I killed a few guys and technically I'm a wanted man, but wild horses couldn't keep me away from taking my friend. Derogatory to get some food. And you know what, just so we're on the same page, can you remind me of your point again?" If I had access to generational wealth I'd take a cushy job for sure. Call me nepo baby of the century, I don't give a fuck if it means I don't have to think about bills."






















