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“For what?”
“Your stuff, India,” Finley said as she closed the door.
“I thought you’d have some,” India replied.
“Foryourstuff?”
“I just need my dress tonight. You said you had my stuff in boxes, I thought. I can get some if I need to, though, and come back for the rest later. It’s not like I planned this. I asked you this morning when I was already at work because I happened to see you in the elevator.”
“Yes, butyouaskedme,” Finley retorted. “You had time today to grab a few boxes from the copy or storage rooms. I took your stuff out of the boxes I had them in because I needed them for parts instead.”
“Parts…” India shook her head. “Well, I didn’t bring boxes. Do you have one ofthosefor me by any chance?” She nodded to Finley’s beer.
“You don’t like beer.”
“No, but I’m guessing you don’t have wine.”
“I have water. Would you like that?” she asked. “I don’t think you should drink and drive.”
“As if one beer would take me over the limit.”
“Have you had dinner yet?”
“You know I haven’t,” India replied, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Then, no beer for you. Your dress is hanging up in the closet.” Finley took a drink of her beer and sat back down on the sofa.
“What is your problem?” India asked, moving to stand in front of the sofa.
“Nothing,” she said.
“Really? Nothing’s wrong? You’re acting like I’m getting in the way of something. Did you have other things you wanted to do tonight? Maybe fuck Molly Jewel in the office kitchen since you’ve already tried out the server room.”
“Excuse me?” she said.
“Please, Finley. I know your looks. I’ve seen all of your looks. I’ve seen your post-sex face a thousand times.”
“Well, then you don’t remember it very well because I didn’t have any today.”
“Molly didn’t take care of you?”
“Fuck you, India!” Finley exclaimed. “And not that it’s any of your business, but we didn’t do that.”
“You expect me to believe that you didn’t–”
“I don’t care what you believe, honestly. You came here to get your stuff. Can you just grab whatever you want and go, please? I don’t want to do this again.”
“We’re not doing anythingagain. I haven’t even said anything about our relationship; just about your new one.”
“Please stop,” she said a little softer. “Molly is a good person, and you like her. Just remember that.”
“Idolike Molly. She’s sweet.”
“Then, leave her out of this, okay?”
“I wasn’t the one who pulled her into it. You’re the one who did whatever you did in the server room with her today.”
“We were talking,” Finley replied. “And yes, we’ve been on a couple of dates, but, India, please don’t tell anyone.”
