Back to Work, Final Week Begins

“Gemma wants to know,” Sabrina mumbled around the bagel half hanging out of her mouth.

You smiled around your own mouthful of bagel as you tried to make sure you weren’t spraying the Everything seeds around the city bus. Once you’d managed to swallow you chuckled. “I know, I’m getting the same texts, baby.”

“Yes, but I’m reinforcing them,” Sabrina smirked before popping her last bite into her mouth. You were both dressed up for work and you handed her a napkin so she could wipe the melty butter grease from her fingers before it got on her cute red business dress. “I’m also reinforcing that now you’re making her sleep on it too. Which makes this cruel and unusual **** on two separate continents.”

You snorted, covering your mouth as you rolled your eyes.

“If you tell me, I’ll suck your dick,” Sabrina offered.

“Sabrina, my darling girlfriend, you already did that this morning,” you reminded her.

“Yes, but what about second blowjobs?” Sabrina asked, putting on a God-awful ‘hobbit voice.’

“Eric, make John tell me his secret,” Sabrina sighed.

“Wha’?” Eric mumbled. He’d just entered the Intern conference room, looking down at his phone. You and Sabrina had handled the morning coffee order together before coming in so he’d only needed to get there on time instead of early.

“John’s got a secret he won’t tell me and I’m going to die if he doesn’t spill,” Sabrina grumbled dramatically.

You snorted and smirked, shaking your head. She was really playing it up now, and you weren’t sure if it was because she was working herself up into her own little bratty episode so she could reclaim her roleplay in the relationship and the two of you could get a little wild that night, or because she was using it as a distraction from all the melancholy stuff going on - Gemma being gone, your last week of the internship, Emma’s visit being over.

“How am I supposed to get him to tell you?” Eric asked as he walked around her and slumped into his seat at the conference table, setting his phone down.

“Beat him up or something,” Sabrina waved at you.

Eric lifted a loosely held fist and shook it. “Argh, I’ll beat you up if you don’t tell her… whatever,” he deadpanned.

“Sorry, baby, didn’t work,” you chuckled and said to Sabrina.

“I tried,” Eric told her.

“What’s up, Eric?” you asked. “You seem…”

“Worn out,” Sabrina finished for you, her attention finally diverted as she leaned forward and narrowed her eyes. “How was your weekend?”

Erica cleared her throat and actually blushed a little. “Uh, it was… good…”

“Eric,” Sabrina scoffed. “You didn’t!”

“I didn’t, I swear,” Eric said, holding up his hands. “Wait, what did I not do?”

“The crazy chick?” Sabrina asked.

“No. Nonono,” Eric shook his head.

“Lucy?” you asked dubiously.

“Definitely not,” he said.

You and Sabrina glanced at each other at the same time. “Killjoy?” Sabrina asked cautiously.

“Ew, no, God,” Eric said. “No. I… spent the weekend with Beth though.”

Sabrina started to grin a little lasciviously. “All weekend?”

Eric cleared his throat, running a finger along the inside collar of his shirt. “Uh…”

“You dawg,” Sabrina chuckled.

“It sounds like you had a great weekend,” you grinned, happy for him.

Eric’s smile was silly and beaming. “I really did,” he said. “It was a little stressful though. We were ducking, like, a lot of calls. Her roommate was calling both of us, I assume for different reasons. Joy was calling Beth multiple times a night too, wanting her to go out. One time when Beth actually answered she suggested they call me again for another threesome if that’s what Beth wanted, but Beth dodged going out with her so that didn’t have to happen.”

“So you had a weekend of sex, where, at your place?” Sabrina asked.

“Pretty much. We, uh, burned through an entire 12-pack of condoms,” he blushed again.

“Nice, putting in the work. I like this girl,” Sabrina chuckled. “Though she could use better friends.”

“Yeah, well, there’s a problem. I like her too,” Eric said, wincing a little. “And I might have fucked it up.”

“Oh, Eric,” you groaned softly.

“What did you do?” Sabrina sighed.

“On Friday night I… kind of reminded her that I’m leaving this next weekend, and suggested we might want to keep it casual,” Eric said. “But then she slept over. Twice. And, like, waking up to a gorgeous naked girl walking around my apartment making me breakfast is fucking amazing? And she’s super chill and it turns out she’s ambitious because she’s working while doing her Masters in Anthropology part-time. And the sex was like…”

“Eric’s falling in love,” Sabrina grinned over at me.

“Whoa, whoa, it’s too early for that,” Eric said, holding up his hands.

“I dunno, man. You kinda sound smitten,” you chuckled. “Even if it is a little complicated with her friends.”

“Yeah, OK, I’m smitten,” Eric sighed. Then he turned to Sabrina. “Please ‘Dating Coach’ me again. How do I fix the whole ‘casual’ thing? How do I tell her I’d kind of like to be less-than-casual?”

“I think you mean more-than-casual,” you pointed out.

“Whatever.”

“Alright, I’ll Dating Coach you some more,” Sabrina said. “But I’m going to need more details about what exactly you said, and how she responded. And what all happened on the weekend.”

You groaned. It was going to be a long morning listening to this.

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