all. But I do need to get out of this room, it’s so stuffy in here,
and I need some answers. I grab the mug from my desk and head toward the
kitchen.
“Good morning
Sophie.” I greet her as I head for the pot of coffee. Noticing her
very short skirt, that matches her very low-cut top, revealing a large amount
of cleavage. Her outfit doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
“Hey Seth, how are
you today? Looking forward to the weekend already like I am? Do you
have plans? I do. I have big plans of partying this weekend.
You should come with me.” Boy can she talk. “Do you like to go
clubbing? Or do you prefer lounges or bars? We’ll be heading back
to this nightclub that I went to a couple of weeks ago. Good vibes, good
music, good company. You in? Saturday
night?” She finally pauses for breath and I realise she actually expects
me to answer that last one.
“Um, I dunno.”
I’m not really into clubbing.
“You should, we’ll
have a blast!”
“ Who’s we ?”
“We?
Oh me and my friends, let’s see there’s Jessica, Jodi, Kristy…” she was
counting them off on her fingers, “Michelle, John, Frank, Paul, Emma…”
“Emma? From reception?” I’m in, I’m in.
“No not that Emma, a
different one. Who else? Um…” she continued.
“So do you hang out
with Emma?”
“From
reception?” I nod, hoping I’m not being too obvious. “Nah, not really. She keeps to herself. I’ve had
drinks a couple of times with her, after work, but she always declines to go
clubbing with me. Not her thing I guess.”
Well that’s
surprising. Maybe I got it wrong. I honestly thought that she was a
party girl, but if she doesn’t like to go clubbing… maybe we have more in
common than I thought.
“So what do you
think?" Sophie asks.
“Uh
about what?” I ask her distractedly.
“Coming
clubbing on Saturday night?”
“I dunno-”
“Seth I’m not asking
you out on a date if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I wasn’t-”
“Sorry hon , but you’re just not my type.” She continues
talking over me.
I eye her
thoughtfully. She’s a good looking girl, long blonde hair, great body,
but no, I’m not attracted to her. Hang on, I’m not her type?
Well she’s not mine either, so that’s kind of a relief. Still, that’s not
a comment any guy wants to hear from a girl.
“I don’t mean to burst
your bubble. I mean you’re a good looking guy and all, it’s just you have
this added appendage that just does not interest me.” Noticing my obvious
confusion at that comment, she clarifies, “I prefer women.”
I almost spill the
milk I am trying to pour into my cup. Did not see that one coming!
“We can invite Emma,
if that’s what you want. I mean, that’s what you want right? I’ll
take that blush as a yes. I am very perceptive you know. I’ve seen
the way she looks at you.” What? Seen the way she looks at
me? What? “So you like her too huh? I had you two matched
from the moment you set foot in this office.”
“Really?”
I eye her sceptically.
“Yes,
really. I wasn’t sure that you were interested though.” She
eyes me oddly. “Huh! You weren’t… but now you are! That’s
interesting…” She says tapping her finger on her chin thoughtfully.
“Well I have a way of reading people and you two would be great together. Just sayin ’. But so
you know, she has recently ended a long term relationship.”
“How
recently?”
“My, my, we are
keen!” She gives me a wink. “A few months maybe, I dunno, but it
was a pretty tough break-up from what I can tell. So you will have to
tread carefully buddy. Well I better get back to work. Let me know
about Saturday okay? I promise, you will have fun.”
“Yeah I’ll let you
know.” I say to her back as she leaves the room. I rinse my spoon
and place it on the rack.
Well
and I need some answers. I grab the mug from my desk and head toward the
kitchen.
“Good morning
Sophie.” I greet her as I head for the pot of coffee. Noticing her
very short skirt, that matches her very low-cut top, revealing a large amount
of cleavage. Her outfit doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
“Hey Seth, how are
you today? Looking forward to the weekend already like I am? Do you
have plans? I do. I have big plans of partying this weekend.
You should come with me.” Boy can she talk. “Do you like to go
clubbing? Or do you prefer lounges or bars? We’ll be heading back
to this nightclub that I went to a couple of weeks ago. Good vibes, good
music, good company. You in? Saturday
night?” She finally pauses for breath and I realise she actually expects
me to answer that last one.
“Um, I dunno.”
I’m not really into clubbing.
“You should, we’ll
have a blast!”
“ Who’s we ?”
“We?
Oh me and my friends, let’s see there’s Jessica, Jodi, Kristy…” she was
counting them off on her fingers, “Michelle, John, Frank, Paul, Emma…”
“Emma? From reception?” I’m in, I’m in.
“No not that Emma, a
different one. Who else? Um…” she continued.
“So do you hang out
with Emma?”
“From
reception?” I nod, hoping I’m not being too obvious. “Nah, not really. She keeps to herself. I’ve had
drinks a couple of times with her, after work, but she always declines to go
clubbing with me. Not her thing I guess.”
Well that’s
surprising. Maybe I got it wrong. I honestly thought that she was a
party girl, but if she doesn’t like to go clubbing… maybe we have more in
common than I thought.
“So what do you
think?" Sophie asks.
“Uh
about what?” I ask her distractedly.
“Coming
clubbing on Saturday night?”
“I dunno-”
“Seth I’m not asking
you out on a date if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I wasn’t-”
“Sorry hon , but you’re just not my type.” She continues
talking over me.
I eye her
thoughtfully. She’s a good looking girl, long blonde hair, great body,
but no, I’m not attracted to her. Hang on, I’m not her type?
Well she’s not mine either, so that’s kind of a relief. Still, that’s not
a comment any guy wants to hear from a girl.
“I don’t mean to burst
your bubble. I mean you’re a good looking guy and all, it’s just you have
this added appendage that just does not interest me.” Noticing my obvious
confusion at that comment, she clarifies, “I prefer women.”
I almost spill the
milk I am trying to pour into my cup. Did not see that one coming!
“We can invite Emma,
if that’s what you want. I mean, that’s what you want right? I’ll
take that blush as a yes. I am very perceptive you know. I’ve seen
the way she looks at you.” What? Seen the way she looks at
me? What? “So you like her too huh? I had you two matched
from the moment you set foot in this office.”
“Really?”
I eye her sceptically.
“Yes,
really. I wasn’t sure that you were interested though.” She
eyes me oddly. “Huh! You weren’t… but now you are! That’s
interesting…” She says tapping her finger on her chin thoughtfully.
“Well I have a way of reading people and you two would be great together. Just sayin ’. But so
you know, she has recently ended a long term relationship.”
“How
recently?”
“My, my, we are
keen!” She gives me a wink. “A few months maybe, I dunno, but it
was a pretty tough break-up from what I can tell. So you will have to
tread carefully buddy. Well I better get back to work. Let me know
about Saturday okay? I promise, you will have fun.”
“Yeah I’ll let you
know.” I say to her back as she leaves the room. I rinse my spoon
and place it on the rack.
Well
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