any chance is Kate free for a coffee at 2 pm? And BTW my glasses actually serve a purpose, not just for your pleasure.
Lex: My employee says hello and that she is free for coffee at 2 pm if you are. And yes… I said you will order tea. FYI, this is the last message I am passing on between the both of you.
Me: Tell her I said GREAT. And Boo! You’re a party pooper. I’ve got a client who just arrived. Love you, Mr. Uncooperative Edwards.
At two o’clock on the dot, I sit in the coffee shop in front of Kate. It’s so good to catch up with her now that everything’s out in the open. I just didn’t know how our friendship would work when all I want to talk about is Lex fucking me a dozen times in the past forty-eight hours.
“So… how’s everything going?” she asks while taking a sip of her latte.
“Is this going to be weird? You know, talking about him?”
“As long as you veer off the subject of anatomy, I think it’ll be fine.”
“Please, I’m not Eric.”
“Ahh, touché.”
“I guess it’s been great, I mean, you know like it’s surreal. All of a sudden, I’m living with him and pregnant with his baby, but you know, it’s only been like a day. We both have busy schedules, and it’s going to be hard for us to find time just to chill in this moment.”
“Right, Mr. Edwa… I mean Lex is a workaholic, but I know he is making time to clear his schedule. Just this week is crazy with a business summit being held downtown. We have a merger riding heavily on a few discussions, so Lex is really under the pump trying to get this all finalized. I’m surprised he let me have coffee with you. Then again, he probably wants me to check up on you.”
“Well, you can tell him I’m fine, and I won’t shy away from having a catch-up with a good friend.”
Kate smiles. “Yes, a very good friend.”
“This is weird, though, right?”
“Totally weird. I get it, he is Lex to you, but to me, he will always be Mr. Edwards. Blimey, he is a lot to handle.”
“You’re telling me. I can only imagine what he’s like in the office.”
“Uh, let’s see… control freak… obsessive… to put it mildly.”
“Mmm… kinda hot, though. Tell me what’s going on with you.”
“Hmm… bugger all, I haven’t gotten laid in like two months. I believe I’ve been re-virginized. The men in New York suck. Seriously, I cannot find anyone decent.”
“You won’t find anyone going clubbing with Eric, that’s for sure. In fact, if you want to go on a manhunt, do not involve Eric. Since my manhunting days are over, I’m more than happy to accompany you, just for support.”
“Oh, please, and get fired in the meantime? Lex would kill me for dragging you along. No, it’s okay. I wish to live a long, healthy life. Just without mind-blowing sex. Seriously, though, how long before I become a virgin again?”
“I don’t know… a year? Can we google this?”
So that’s what we do for the rest of our time, look at Google images of ladies who believe they are virgins again. I can’t stop laughing, it’s one of those things that Eric would never do, and just looking at a vagina sends him into heaving vomit-like symptoms. We say our goodbyes, and I head back to the office to drown myself in work so time can pass quickly.
The afternoon becomes busier, and I barely find myself able to catch up on emails or even Eric. I look at my schedule. It’s jam-packed this week, but hopefully, it will settle by next week. Christmas is just around the corner, and I haven’t even begun to think of what to buy for everyone. I mark in my calendar to organize a shopping day with Eric. He’s been quiet today, not his usual flamboyant self.
Before I know it, darkness falls outside my window. The office is quieter, and I realize I’ve buried my head in this brief for the last four hours. I quickly check my emails before closing the office and heading home.
It’s after eight when I sit on the couch, reading over a case, waiting for Lex to come home. Coco is in her element beside me, probably wondering why I’m fully clothed since yesterday had me walking around the apartment naked.
With my eyes heavily focused on a witness statement, my phone chimes, the loud sound