“God, I can’t believe we’re considering this,” Gemma sighed, sitting down in one of the chairs and leaning back to look at the ceiling as she held a stack of papers in both hands.
“So what do you think, baby?” Sabrina asked you. “If you’re not comfortable with your ex getting with Eric, do you want to just do the deed and taste the forbidden fruit? It doesn’t need to be all lovey-dovey, it could just be a really satisfying hate-fuck. I mean, that’s probably how she’d want it anyways.”
“OK, first, how about we tone down the volume and the vulgarity?” you asked, looking at the wall of windows facing out into the hallway. Thankfully no one was walking by at the moment. “And I don’t want to sleep with Lucy.”
“Wellthat’s a lie,” Gemma said.
You rolled your eyes. “OK, on a carnal level, yeah. Lucy is the one that… well, she didn’t get away so much as burned down the house, the bridge and salted the earth,” you said. “But I can’t even think of what it would take for me to actually, y’know, with her.”
“But you also don’t like the idea of her and Eric,” Sabrina said.
“Not really?” you said. “It’s weird.”
“What if I told you that we’ll find another Asian girl to have over?” Sabrina asked. “One who is prettier, sexier, and isn’t a complete bitch.”
“Hey now,” Gemma said.
“If we do another content weekend,” Sabrina assured Gemma. “Talked about beforehand, and with your input obviously.”
“It’s not about wanting to have sex with her like that,” you said levelly.
“Of course it’s not,” Sabrina said. “It was just a thought experiment.”
“Love, you don’t need to choose either option,” Gemma pointed out. “We don’t need to hook these parts of our lives together. They can stay separated.”
You hung your head, your hands braced on the edge of the conference table and took a long breath. “OK, rationally, you two are right. Three birds, one stone makes sense. My hangup is just pettiness, really. A kid not wanting to share his toys, except Lucy isn’t a toy and isn’t mine to share to begin with.”
“I’m your toy,” Sabrina said quietly, lowering her voice into her OnlyFans husky one. Gemma gave her a swat on the hip and Sabrina laughed.
“So what do you think then, love?” Gemma asked.
“You might as well float the idea past Lucy,” you said to Gemma. “See if she’s even interested. We don’t even know for sure what kind of guys she’s been seeing other than that one from Tasha’s party. He was a little older, so maybe she’s just into older guys and it wouldn’t work with Eric anyways.”
“Mmm, good point,” Gemma said. “OK, I’ll put out some feelers. Maybe I’ll get Charlotte to help with some recon, she puts up with Lucy the most.”
“And what about the Asian threesome?” Sabrina asked with a teasing smirk.
Gemma gave her a full-on spank this time, which made Sabrina yelp, and set the three of you to laughing.
Eric came back through just before lunch, letting the three of you know Garrison had all the info and wasn’t going to punish him or anything. Sabrina went out of her way to offer Eric a high five, and Gemma congratulated him on getting more traction online.
“He did mutter one thing though,” Eric said, giving a little chagrinned smile as he rubbed the back of his neck.
“What was that?” you asked.
“That he should have made you pay him more,” Eric said. “I distinctly thought I heard him say ‘I’m getting too old for this shit.'”
That made the four of you chuckle, and you all wished Erick luck on getting back to work and covering things with Andy. Once he was gone, you nodded again to yourself. Eric wasn’t such a bad guy. If anything, setting him up with Lucy might have been more of a punishment for him unless he could get her impressed enough that she wouldn’t feel she could be her bitchy, demanding self.
That, of course, would be a job for Gemma and Sabrina, because fuck if you knew how to help out with that.
Chapter 260
You went out to dinner with Gemma that night for a little one-on-one time, but after your long weekend the two of you limited yourselves to a quick make-out session and a snuggle at your palace before she left to go back to her place and start in on her plan to recon about Lucy’s dates. It was kind of weird – you didn’t feel desperate to have sex with her. Not to say you were any less attracted to Gemma, and didn’t want to be close with her or have sex. You just didn’tneed it because you knew it was entirely on the table. It was weird, but also kind of nice.
The next day you, Gemma and Sabrina were back at it again in the conference room, sorting the files. You had it down to a mechanical science at that point, driving through the boxes at a good pace. The problem was that the companies involved had deliberately messed everything up – it was like they had taken all the files needed for discovery and dumped them out on the ground before re-filing them.
You had a feeling that somewhere out there, there was another intern team remembering de-sorting the files just for you three to re-sort them.
You were just about halfway through, though the state of the conference room was in an ‘it gets worse before it gets better’ kind of moment. The entirety of the conference table, along with eight of the ten chairs, were currently sporting boxes and piles, and there were still dozens of boxes more that you hadn’t even cracked open yet. It was getting on in the day when Garrison came by again.
“Sir, please for the love of God, don’t tell me there’s another letter,” you said. “Or do. I could use the distraction.”
Garrison snorted a little and shook his head. “No, nothing like that,” he said. “Look, guys. I know I said I needed this done, but I’ve had a couple of curveballs thrown my way on this and now Ireally need it done. So here’s the surprise twist – if you can get this done by Thursday night, I’ll give you three a paid day off. Do whatever overtime hours you need to and report it over to HR, just get it done.”
“Can we choose the day?” Gemma asked.
“Yes, that’s fine,” Garrison nodded. “Of course, don’t put it on a day you’ll be in court with us, obviously. Or do, what do I care if you fritter away your other reward.”
“We’ll take it, sir,” Sabrina said. “Happily.”
“Good, good,” Garrison nodded. “If you’re pulling late shifts, you can also order dinner on the company account. Don’t go overboard, you’ll have a limit.”
He left the three of you, heading back to his office.
“Paid. Day. Off,” Sabrina said quietly, striking a little dance pose with each word.
“We should use it carefully,” Gemma said. “Add it on to a weekend.”
“Actually, I have an idea on that,” you said. “I’ve got some friends heading out to the beach on the July 4th weekend. It’s already a long weekend, maybe we stack it on so we can get anextra long weekend. Or, that is, if you two want to hit the beach and meet my friends?”
“I would absolutely love to, love,” Gemma said, coming over to you and taking your hand in hers as she beamed a smile at you. She clearly wanted to kiss you but held back since you were in the office.
“I assume these are college friends and not high school friends?” Sabrina asked.
“Yeah,” you nodded. “Is that OK?”
“Absolutely,” she said with a grin. “We need to break the ice about us anyways.”
“Oh,” you nodded. “Um, that actually sounds like a conversation the three of us should have. Is that ahere conversation, though?”
“Tonight,” Gemma said. “Over dinner.”
The three of you agreed and got back to work.
It was kind of strange – the firm wasn’t huge, and it wasn’t like a lot of Legal Drama shows where people worked there at all hours to find the secret to success on some major case or another. Almost everyone worked their 9-to-5 hours (or less, if you counted the Partners skipping out early or going golfing with clients). At around 6pm you did a quick walk through the halls and saw that there were only a couple of the Associates left in their offices, and by 7pm you brought around the second box of pizza the three of you had ordered and found even they had gone home.
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