How Does David Fit In

As you and David step out of the elevator into the marble-floored lobby, the afternoon sunlight streams through the glass façade, making your nearly transparent white blouse even more revealing. You notice David's eyes flick momentarily to your chest before he politely averts his gaze.

"So," you begin, adjusting your clutch under your arm, "Clara's coming over tonight."

"Yes, you mentioned," David replies, his tone carefully neutral as he guides you toward the revolving doors. "I can make myself scarce if you'd prefer privacy."

You shake your head, copper waves bouncing around your shoulders. "Actually, I was thinking you could join us for dinner first. Before we, you know..." You trail off, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks despite your newfound boldness.

David stops walking, turning to face you fully. His expression shifts from surprise to curiosity, one eyebrow raised in that way that always made you feel slightly off-balance even before your transformation.

"Dinner with your flatmate and your lover?" He tests the words carefully. "That's quite the progressive arrangement, Mia."

"It doesn't have to be weird," you insist, surprising yourself with how much you want this to work. "We could order takeaway, have some wine, just... talk. Like normal people."

A slow smile spreads across David's face. "Define 'normal' in this context." He gestures vaguely at your body. "Because there's nothing remotely normal about any of this situation."

"I know it's strange," you admit, lowering your voice as a group of suited executives passes by. "But I think it might help if we could all just... acknowledge the elephant in the room instead of tiptoeing around it. You're the only person who knows what's really happening to me."

David considers this for a long moment, his eyes searching your face. Finally, he nods. "Alright. Dinner it is. I'll pick up something from that Thai place you like on the way home." He hesitates before adding, "Does Clara know?"

"Not exactly," you admit. "But I think it's time she did."

"Bold move," David says, holding the door open for you as you step out into the warm afternoon air. "This should be an interesting evening."

You pull out your phone and send a quick text to Clara:

YOU: Change of plans. David's joining us for dinner before our... private time. Hope that's ok? He's getting Thai. x

The response comes almost immediately:

CLARA: Dinner with the flatmate? Kinky. I'll still bring the wine. Lots of it. xx

You can't help but smile as you show David the message. He reads it, then shakes his head with a laugh.

"Well, at least she has a sense of humor about it. We're going to need that wine."

16:30 | Monday 4 August 2025 | Outside Harrington Global Bank

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