The Best Friend Scandal - Lucia Jordan Page 0,50
on the floor of my office. I couldn’t wait for today to end so I could make love to her again, which then made me realize that she had her own apartment, and I was probably being presumptuous.
“Hensley, will you come home with me after work again tonight?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” she said with a smirk. “You might be sick of me by the end of the workday. Spending all day together and all night together might be a bit much for you to handle.”
“Oh?” I said as I played into her banter. “Yeah, you’re probably right. Spending all night making love to me might be a bit much for you to handle, too.”
Her eyes became frenzied as they darted back and forth between mine. “No!” she said. “I was just teasing.”
I laughed and grabbed Hensley to pick her up and spin her around in the air as I so frequently did even before we became more than friends. “Then I’m going to take that as a yes,” I said as I set her feet back down onto the ground and put my hand behind her neck as I kissed her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I’ll come home with you, and you can make love to me all night and all morning.”
“Good,” I smiled. “But, I may need to wait a minute now before I can walk outside of this office to our meeting.”
She looked down at my pants and giggled.
When we walked into the meeting, the room was already pretty packed. Not only were all of the models there but also a few members of the marketing staff, design crew, and of course, my ever-faithful secretary. There seemed to be an undertone of conversation that stopped when Hensley and I entered, which I didn’t really think too much about.
“Welcome, everyone,” I said. “Thanks for coming to this morning’s meeting. I want to start by telling you all what a great job you did at the runway show. Everyone was quite impressed, and I even have some feedback cards to read to you that some of the industry’s top names left for us.
“Seems like some people were much more impressed than others,” Kerynne said in her usual catty voice.
I had no idea what she meant by that, and I didn’t care. I went ahead and read off the positive comments and praise and then started to talk about what everyone would be doing for the next couple of weeks as we rolled out the launch. I did hear people whispering to each other while I was talking and showing them notes and sketches, but I figured that the quiet ramblings were about the launch. I had no reason to think that they were about anything else. It wasn’t until I noticed Hensley’s expression out of the side of my field of vision that I got the feeling something else was going on and the whispers weren’t about the launch at all. Hensley looked unnerved and anxious.
“What is it?” I whispered to her while everyone was looking at the agenda I had just laid out on the table for the various release dates in different stores and which models would be going to which release.
“They’re talking about us,” she said.
“I think maybe you’re just worrying and overthinking,” I said.
“No, they’re definitely talking about us.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I assured her. “Even if they are, so what? Just ignore them. I’m sure it was just a rumor that Kerynne started out of spite.”
“What if she saw us in your office before we came in here,” she said with an uneasy look on her face.
“Again, who cares?” I said. “I’m the boss here, and I can kiss my girlfriend in my office if I want to.”
Hensley’s expression changed from one of worry to one of glee.
“Your emotions are hard to keep up with sometimes,” I joked.
“It just made me happy to hear you call me your girlfriend,” she said.
I was getting ready to say something back to her, something witty and indicative of how much I would shout it from the rooftops if I could get away with doing it without embarrassing her. But before I could, Kerynne had to go and run her damn mouth again.
“So now that you two are friends with benefits, does that mean that we can all divide up a share of Hensley’s pay to split amongst ourselves? You know, since she’ll be getting paid in other ways.”
Cai chuckled, and I knew that I had to handle Kerynne carefully, or