Just get on with your work

"I think I should just finish my work," you say. "We'll have plenty of time to get up to something later."

"Perfect," Caoimhe says, leaning in and kissing you on the cheek.

You lean in, kissing her hard on the lips, tongue entering her mouth briefly as she leans into you.

"I'll be sure to wear something sexy for you," she whispers, before hopping off the dryer. "OK, I'll see you later."

You wink at her, and Caoimhe heads, leaving you alone. Eager to finish and see Caoimhe later, you return to work. It takes about an hour or more to get it all done, boring and monotonous work of drying and washing and sorting, but as you get along, the piles of laundry grow smaller until they vanish completely, and you're left pulling the last load of work out of the dryer. Suddenly, your phone buzzes, as you look at the screen to see Daniel's calling you.

"You finished yet, dickhead?"

"Just did," you say. "Why, what's up?"

"A couple of us were going with some of the girls to head into town and go shopping. You up for it?"