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“Him.” The first time.
“Is that what you wanted?”
“I got what I wanted and then some.” And really, why was she letting the stupid card make her feel less like that was the case?
“How many orgasms?”
She made a keep-it-down gesture. “Lost count.”
Evie took no notice. “Get outta here. I need more.”
Whole office building might’ve heard that. “We slept. We went for a swim this morning.”
“He bought you a bikini?”
“Private pool.”
Evie put her arms on the desk, from fingertip to elbow. “Tell me he fucked you in the private pool.” She levered herself out of the chair and got in Teela’s face. “Tell me his dick is gorgeous, and he knows what to do with it.” What she didn’t do was keep her voice down.
“Heelloo.”
Teela groaned at the sound of Sophie’s voice though the wall.
“It’s not like I can’t hear you,” Sophie called. “No one is here. It’s too quiet. I can’t help it. And it has to be against HR rules to be hearing about my boss’s sex life. I’m guessing Lynda didn’t send the flowers.”
“Sorry Sophie,” Teela called. “Evie is sorry too.”
“I’m not that sorry, Soph. Our girl got some quality arse last night. It’s a victory for the lovelorn.”
Teela palmed her face when Sophie said, “I’m so jealous, you guys.”
“Okay enough, enough.” She stood. “I have work to do, so do you, Sophie, and you,” she pointed at Evie, “have to go and post to your adoring Insta fans from somewhere else.”
Evie stood too. “I feel like you don’t respect my work ethic, Tee. We’ll have to talk about that later, right after we talk about a certain person’s sex technique.”
Teela opened her office door. Fat lot of good it did as a sound barrier. She walked Evie out, avoiding eye contact with Sophie who was back at her desk wearing a dopey grin.
In the elevator foyer, Evie said, “I’ve got one last question. Why aren’t you happy?”
She frowned. “I’m—I can’t talk about this at work.”
“Yeah, that’s what I mean. You’re the boss, we could’ve gone to the conference room or out for coffee. You just ran a super high-profile event and it went off without a hitch. It’s all over today’s media. This morning you’re invincible. On top of that you, had a one-night stand in a million one-night stands and I know you were excited about it, but you’re not happy. Something went wrong and it’s basic data. Did he hurt you?”
“No, no.” It was such a long way from that.
“Okay.” Evie wasn’t buying. “Make you feel bad?
“No.” She was making herself feel bad for no smart reason.
“Oh, I know that face. That’s the special Teela Carpenter I don’t know how I feel. Let’s-not-talk-about-it face.”
Having a best friend who’d known you since high school was a right pain in the neck sometimes. “You’re making something out of nothing.”
“Am I? Tee, why aren’t you walking on sunshine?”
She leaned against the corridor wall. Change of shoes required pronto. “I am happy. The conference got great press coverage and I’ve built an excellent credential from it and he was wonderful. Really, it was surprising and amazing, but I got no sleep for weeks before this and I’m tired to my bones. Nothing bad happened except there was this card with the flowers and it . . . never mind. It’s dumb.”
“You know I love dumb. Bring me all the dumb, baby.”
