“Honestly, I was just out of clean bras, but I had this one in my drawer, so I threw it on and went with the super casual because it justified the sports bra.”
“You don’t need to justify a sports bra to me.”
“No?” Juliet ran her hands through Gwen’s hair. “And you don’t need to do anything with this hair for me. I love it when it’s all the way down and a little messy and when you have it pulled back, too.”
“You do?”
Juliet nodded and said, “I also loved kissing you earlier.”
“Oh, I loved that, too,” Gwen replied.
“So, maybe we make that coffee and do that a little more instead of talking or watching something?”
“Can we skip the coffee, too?” Gwen asked.
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“And youdidn’tsleep with her?” Molly asked.
“Molls!” Juliet whisper-yelled before she looked around the cubicles. “Hey, George. Good day so far?” she said when she saw George, who sat diagonally from her, staring at them.
“Yes,” he said, returning his attention to his computer.
“Sorry,” Molly whispered as she leaned over her desk. “But you didn’t?”
“No, I didn’t. It was our first date.”
“I just assumed when you asked me to take Carly for the night that it was because you were finally going to, you know, do it with her.”
“Finally? It’s been days.”
“It’s been days of you talking about her non-stop and texting me that she’s cute or sweet or great with Carly. You told me you talk to her for hours.”
“Wehavetalked for hours, and we did that last night, too.”
“Last night, you had her in person, Jules. FaceTime is FaceTime, but you had the girl right in front of you. Did you at least kiss her before you went to sleep and probably spooned her all sweetly instead of jumping her bones?”
“Did you just say ‘jumping her bones?’ Really?”
“Whose bones?” Finley asked, approaching their cubes.
“Oh. Hey, Finley,” Juliet said. “No one’s bones.”
“So, no one is jumping anyone’s bones? Bummer,” Finley said.
“Yeah, sad,” Molly replied as she looked down at her shoes.
“Did you need something?” Juliet asked.
“Yeah, actually. I just hooked up the new printer, so you will need to add it to your computers before you print again. Just wanted to let you know since I was already here.”
“We got a new printer?” Juliet asked.
“Yes. The other one crapped out on me last week. I tried to fix her, but she was on her last legs. We gave her a funeral in the parking lot before the junk people came and took her away.”
“You did not,” Molly said, laughing.
“Well, I waved goodbye, at least. The old girl has been here since the beginning, so it was a sad day, but the new one is a kick-ass, state-of-the-art machine and can do everything you need, including making you a sandwich, I think. I haven’t tried that one yet, though.”