You call it a day

After all this Bobby has to go back to HQ to pick up Mark's cash, so you are left driving Veronica home. During the ride, you sit in an awkward silence. She's looking out the window at the darkening night sky, and you are concentrating on the road. "You know," Veronica finally breaks the silence, "you don't have to be jealous of me."

You can't suppress an indignant 'humpf'. "I'm not jealous of you," you snap.

"I mean, it's perfectly natural," Veronica continues as if she hasn't heard you. "You were always the hot, young thing and now some younger hot thing comes along and gets all the attention that you always got. I would probably feel the same way."

You are not jealous of Veronica. But as soon as you tell yourself that, you also realize that her words shouldn't sting as much if they weren't true. You tighten your grip on the steering wheel. "You're not hotter than me." You immediately regret saying that. You sound like a petulant teenage girl.

"I didn't say that," Veronica continues calmly, "all I said was that I'm younger. I'm trying to say; I get it. But we still have to work together, at least on this case. You don't have to like me, but at least try to get along with me on the missions."

You don't answer, not trusting the words that would come out of your mouth right now. You turn the corner onto her street and stop to let her out. Veronica puts her hand on your thigh and says: "Well, anyways. Thanks for the ride. I really do hope we can manage a pleasant working relationship. I'll see you tomorrow." And with that she surprises you by taking you into her arms and hugging you. As she lets you go and gets out of the car, you can't help but stare at her firm, bubbly butt. Your gaze follows it through the window as she walks up the steps to her door. There she turns around suddenly and sees you staring. She smirks mischievously and gives you a wave. You grumble annoyed at yourself and quickly drive away.

Truly, this girl awakens feelings inside of you that you've never felt for women before. Maybe you're not just jealous of the attention she's getting, but also of the people giving her the attention. Immediately upon thinking that, you halt your train of thought to reiterate to yourself that you are definitely, for sure, 100% not jealous of her.

When you get home, you feel very tired. You pour yourself a stiff drink, but you can't seem to concentrate on the Netflix series you are trying to watch. You certainly have some soul searching to do...