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Felipe leans in. “You realize Darren’s filthy rich? It’s your job to impose on him. His employees get paid well no matter what they do.”
“I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.”
He shakes his head. “You’re a strange lady, Bridget Moore. Well, drinks are on me. What do you want? A rum and Coke? Shirley Temple?”
“Just a glass of water. I have finals to study for. I came over because I think I left some lecture notes at Darren’s place.”
“The rum and Coke will help you study better,” he jokes.
While he pours a glass of water for me and adds a twist of lime, Kimberly takes the stool next to me.
“JD just sent me pics of him and Darren in Hong Kong,” she says.
At first I think she’s talking to me, but she says to Felipe next, “Check out this swanky club they’re in.”
She holds up her phone for him to see the picture.
“And here’s one of JD photobombing a pic of Darren.”
She swipes and shows another pic to Felipe, who frowns. Although I try to simply ignore Kimberly’s antics, my interest is perked by Felipe’s reaction.
“I’m sorry,” Kimberly says to me, “did you want to see, too?”
“She doesn’t—” Felipe begins.
I look at her phone and see JD making a goofy face. Behind him sits Darren with his arm around a beautiful young woman.
Kimberly swipes again. “Here’s another one of JD being silly.”
In this photo, the woman is sitting so close to Darren she might as well be on his lap.
Kimberly scrolls through her phone. “I think there’s one here of Darren on the dance floor sandwiched between two women.”
“I don’t need to see more,” I say.
Felipe is visibly upset with Kimberly. “Do I need to call Cheryl over?”
Kimberly pouts and hops off the stool. “You’re not as friendly as you used to be. Does Darren know that?”
“You’re free to tell him, honey, then I can tell him why.”
At that, Kimberly gives him a final frown before leaving.
“Don’t let her get to you,” Felipe tells me.
“Do you know the woman in the photos?” I ask him.
“It’s some ho trying to pick up on Darren. You’ve got nothing to worry about.”
I recall how Darren said he had his “moments.”
“Who’s had more girlfriends: Darren or JD?” I ask Felipe.
He looks uncomfortable and starts wiping the counter even though it’s not dirty. “JD.”
“But Darren’s had his fair share.”
“I don’t know that I’d call them girlfriends. Kimberly barely qualified.”
