“I thought we agreed no anal,” Sabrina smirked.
“Harrharr,” you rolled your eyes.
“It’s not a ‘but,'” Gemma said, dropping her hands and blinking a few times before gesturing to the file in front of her. “More like an ‘and.'”
“So, and what?” Sabrina asked, picking up the file and starting to skim through it.
“And I think I found something that Garrison is going to want,” Gemma said. “Maybe something that they were hiding on purpose.”
“In the last file of the last box?” you asked.
Gemma shrugged. “It’s just as likely as the first box, or any of the ones in the middle.”
“Holy shit,” Sabrina said, still reading.
“What is it?” you asked.
“A memo about health and safety issues,” Gemma said. “The way it reads, someone asked for something someone said to be in writing, and some middle manager somewhere actually put it in writing. It’s… I mean, it’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. Or maybe there already is one.”
“Shiiiiiit,” you said, pursing your lips as you thought it through. Garrison handled a lot of different corporate business and this entire time you’d been assuming that these files were for some sort of merger situation. He’d purposefully not told you what you were supposed to be looking for, and now you understood why. If this was for a merger, you might have skimmed over a memo like that since it was fiducial. If it was for a lawsuit, you might have skimmed over other stuff while looking for anything related to finance.
If it was for something else, finding any sort of fishy memo was like a smoking gun.
“Do we tell Garrison now, or…?” Sabrina hedged.
“It’s almost midnight,” you said. “Him and the Associates are starting on this first thing tomorrow. I say we leave it out with a note, otherwise he might start wondering why we were here so late.”
“So what you’re saying is we maybe should have finished work before fucking in the office,” Gemma said, looking over at Sabrina.
“Well, if we did it that way, we may not have been able to fuck in here at all!” Sabrina pointed out.
“She’s not wrong,” Gemma said, turning back to you like a tennis referee watching a match.
“Hey, I’m not complaining here,” you said, holding up your hands. “I’m just stating the facts.”
“Whatever,” Gemma said. “We leave it out with a note and say we think this is probably important.”
You all agreed and soon you, Gemma and Sabrina were working together to finish the great Box Sorting and labelling. Just before you left for the night, you changed your mind about the file.
“Let’s leave it on his desk,” you said. “With a note. Or one of the Associates might come in and steal our thunder.”
“They wouldn’t,” Gemma frowned.
“Are you kidding?” Sabrina said. “Come on, babe. They are lawyers. Sharks. All of them.”
You and Gemma looked at Sabrina.
“OK, fine, they aren’t that bad,” she chuckled. “But seriously, they are all trying to make Partner, and Garrison has a lot of sway. We’re just interns.”
“Point taken,” Gemma said. “OK, let’s leave it on his desk.”
Gemma wrote the note and the three of you dropped it off before heading to the elevators. Just as you were arriving you were surprised to hear the elevator ding – the three of you came face to face with a trio of cleaners, all six of you stopping in your tracks.
“Hi,” you said. “Late night. Have a good shift!”
“You too,” the woman who looked like she was in charge said after eyeing the three of you up and down and deciding you didn’t look like vandals or anything.
You, Gemma and Sabrina piled into the elevator and pressed the ground floor button.
“See, if we’d waited-”
“We get it, Sabrina,” you said with a little laugh.
The lobby was dark except for some lights right at the door, and another couple down one of the corridors where a janitor’s closet was propped open. At the front door you had to go through a side door with a crash bar on it since all the main doors were locked.
“So… I think the buses have stopped running at this time of night,” Sabrina said.
“Guess we need to Uber it,” you said.
“Actually, with Eric and Lucy going out tonight… Can I crash with one of you?” Gemma asked.
“Of course,” you said.
“I’m in,” Sabrina grinned.
“We are planning on just sleeping, right?” you asked. “It’s late already and we have work in the morning.”
“Obviously,” Sabrina said as she pulled up Uber and ordered you all a ride.
“I’m going to need a shower first,” Gemma said.
“Want some company?” Sabrina grinned.
“Always,” Gemma said.
“Am I invited?” you asked.
“You can watch,” Sabrina said. “Like you said, we need to sleep.”
“That sounds fair to me,” Gemma said with a teasing crinkle to her nose.
You rolled your eyes and pretended to pout, making the two of them laugh.
“Shower, blowjob, bedtime snack, and then sleep,” Gemma negotiated.
“Is the bedtime snack a quick protein shake?” Sabrina asked with a bite of her lips.
“Isn’t that what the blowjob is for?” you asked.
“We’re going to be tired tomorrow morning, aren’t we?” Gemma asked rhetorically.
“Love you,” Sabrina said, hugging Gemma from the side.
“Love you too, nympho,” Gemma chuckled and hugged her back.
Thankfully, Sabrina got herself under control so that you didn’t embarrass the Uber driver, who appreciated having some clean and sober customers on a Thursday night.
If only he knew how filthy your minds were.
Chapter 268
“Hmmhmm, hmmhmm, gotta get hmm hmm hmmmhmm,” Sabrina was humming to herself as you walked down the street from the bus stop.
“Babe, please tell me that’s not ‘Friday’,” Gemma said.
“It’s catchy!” Sabrina defended herself.
“Yeah, catchy enough to get stuck in our heads,” you said. “Thanks a lot.”
Sabrina just laughed and shook her head, leading you into the office building. Inside there were a few people in the lobby, but Becks wasn’t currently occupied so you all went up to her.
“Good morning,” Gemma said.
“Morning, guys,” Becks said, then flushed a little remembering your little back and forth last night.
“Morning, Becks,” you said with a smile and a wink, leaving it at that.
Sabrina wasn’t as forgiving. “Morning, Miss L,” she said with a wink.
“Sabrina,” Gemma warned her.
Becks waved Gemma off. “It’s fine,” she said, then looked at Sabrina. “Once.”
“I know,” Sabrina said, reaching over the desk to take Becks’ hand and squeeze it. “I’m just teasing you a little.”
“And that’s why I’m willing to forgive you,” Becks said, then dropped her voice low. “Bitch.
That made you and Gemma snort little chuckles, and Sabrina grinned. The three of you waved your good mornings to her and then headed for the elevator.
“Fuck,” Gemma said as the doors closed.
“What?” you asked.
“It’s in my fucking head,” she said, giving Sabrina a little shove in the shoulder. Sabrina just snickered.
Upstairs you all headed to the conference room – not the one you’d been working in for two weeks, but the usual one. The three of you spread out and set up your workstations again, and about five minutes before the start of the day Eric came in looking a little tired.
“Hey, Eric,” Gemma said. “How did the date go?”
“Um,” Eric said, glancing around at you and then out into the hallway. Then he broke into a grin. “It went good.”
On the one hand, you felt kinda good for Eric that he’d finally had a good date that wasn’t just a hookup. On the other hand, it looked like he’d possibly gotten farther with your Ex than you ever did.
“Like, good-good, or good-good?” Sabrina asked.
“The second one,” Eric said, moving around to his seat with a little shit-eating grin on his face.
“OK, but did Ludy have fun?” Gemma asked.
“She wants to go out again tonight,” Eric said. “Texted me this morning.”
“Wow,” you said, raising your eyebrows.
“Nice job, Eric,” Sabrina said, offering him a high five which he excitedly accepted.
“I’ll be honest, it started out a little rough. You never told me she was Asian. But she’s hot, so I went with it,” Eric said. “We had a couple of drinks at that pub you set us up at, and then we went out to a club and she was all over me. She had me come back to your place and we, uh… yeah.”
“Made the beast with two backs?” Sabrina offered. “Put the round peg in the square hole? Introduced the bull to the cow?”
“That last one is rough,” Gemma rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, that,” Eric said. It was kind of funny seeing him be a little squeamish talking about actual sex after he’d been so cavalier about wanting to find chicks to hook up with. “We did that. And then after some like, snuggling or whatever, I headed out and she wanted me to text when I got back to my place so I did. And then this morning she said she wanted to see me again tonight.”
“That’s great, dude,” you said, offering him a fist bump. “Now you can stop checking your dating apps every five minutes.”
“Why would I do that?” Eric asked.
“Eric,” Gemma said sternly. “You just went on a great date with a girl who wants to see you again.”
“Yeah, but she said she wanted to be casual,” Eric said.
“Casual isn’t two nights in a row,” Sabrina pointed out.
“But it’s what she said,” Eric argued.
“Morning, folks,” Mr Garrison said as he stuck his head in the door. “John, Gemma, Sabrina, great work on the files. The Associates are already hard at work. They got in early because I told them you would definitely be done, thanks for proving me right.”
“Our pleasure, sir,” Gemma said.
“Have you been to your office yet, sir?” Sabrina asked.
Garrison frowned and glanced at Eric, who had been the problem child of the Cease and Desist letter issue. “No, I haven’t. Is there something I should be expecting?”
“We just found a particular file late last night that you’ll probably want to see,” you said.
“Oh, alright then,” Garrison said. “I’ll take a look. Anything else going on for you folks today?”
“Actually, hypothetical question for you, sir,” you said. “If someone, let’s say Eric, were to go out on a date that went really well and the woman he went on the hypothetical date with said she wanted to be casual, but then she hypothetically texted the next morning asking to see him again that night – would you consider her a hostile witness?”
Garrison snorted hard and looked at Eric. “Check her purse for your nuts, son. If they aren’t already there, they will be soon.” And he left.
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