You are Interrupted by a Former High School Crush

"Um, wow, ah..." You stammer out, memorized by the breasts in front of you.

Before you can respond further, your trance is broken as you hear someone calling out your name behind you.

"Adam!? Adam, is that you?"

Turning around, you squint at the somewhat familiar face walking up to you. Holy shit, is that Stacy? You think to yourself, recognizing your former high school crush in nothing but a bikini top and a pair of cut offs.

"Stacy?" You tentatively question.

"Yes! How goes it Spaghetti?" The girl teases playfully before pulling you into a hug.

You cringe inwardly at the mention of your high school nickname. It was widely adopted after you had finally worked up the courage to ask out Stacy at a house party but only managed to work up your dinner on her instead. After that you gave up trying, too mortified to talk to her let alone ask her out again.

"I was hoping you had forgotten about that." You laugh, suddenly feeling like an inexperienced teenager again. "I've been good."

"You must be to afford this place. I'm only here on my company's expense. Some new R-and-R initiative. Play harder, work harder or something like that. How'd you manage to swing all this?"

"Uh, nothing that interesting. I got lucky and came into some money recently. Energy futures." You scratch the back of your head nervously, careful not to reveal your deal with Bishop Industries.

"That's what I always liked about you Adam, you're always so modest. Not like all the corporate jackasses I now have to deal with around the office. I swear if I have to fill out one more HR form, I'm going to lose it." Stacy voices exasperatedly.

"Yeah, I can imagine." You smile, remembering how cute Stacy was when she got all worked up.

"So, who's this hotty you're with? Your girlfriend, perhaps?" Stacy turns to face EV3 with interest.

"Oh, sorry! This is my AI partner Eve." You introduce. "Eve this is Stacy. We went to the same school together."

"Nice to meet you Eve." Stacy shakes her hand politely. "My partners here somewhere too. Ken darling?" She calls back and catches the attention of a sandy-blonde, blue-eyed guy you hadn't noticed standing distractedly off to the side. He looks like he crawled straight out of an Abercrombie catalogue. "He's just the basic model, bright as a Labrador but damn would you just look at those abs." Stacy sighs as he walks up to you guys.

"Hi, I'm Ken." Ken cocks his head and gives you all an eager smile.

You offer your hand and introduce yourselves once again before turning your attention back to Stacy.

"So, no boyfriend then?" You ask, trying to play it cool.

Stacy looks back at you with a knowing smirk, seemingly pleased by the question. "Maybe. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious." You reply, avoiding direct eye contact.

"Well, Mr. Curious how about we continue this catch up over a few drinks. I assume your room has a bar?" Stacy asks happily, thumbing the hem of her bikini.

You and EV3 meet gazes and grin. "Yeah, I think it should have a one..."