My best friend's girlfriend

8

We were standing at the bar waiting for the second portion of cocktails when Minji lightly shoved me in the shoulder.

- Yoohyeon has her eye on you. More precisely, even both.

- What are you talking about? - I pretended not to understand what it was about. - Better tell me why they sell alcohol here, there are children right there.

- Because it is sold in a section where there are no children. Separately. And there are no strong drinks. And don't change the topic. No, really, didn't you notice how she flirts with you? Desperate, I would say.

It was the right word. Yoohyeon's flirtation would have been noticed even by a dead person. She constantly strove to be alone with me, went to all the rides where I went.

- It's scary," I muttered. - Maybe she's some kind of maniac ...

- You yourself are a maniac," Minji burst out laughing. "She just likes you. Isn't she interesting to you? She is beautiful, smart, and Bora said that she was a good girl. And she makes good money.

- And is it somehow connected? - I don't understand. - Do I look like a gigolo?

- No, I just remember one of your young passion, who pulled money out of you. You were very upset then.

It's true. At one time I was dating a girl who was seven years younger than me, and she constantly asked me for money. And then I found out that she has two more lovers in parallel. One of them rented an apartment for her, and the other donated a car. For a while, I was very disgusted to realize that I was just being used.

- Thank God, this did not happen again.

- But still. Take a closer look at her. No, really, you really need to sleep with someone, - said Minji and, without waiting for my indignant tirade in response, grabbed cocktails and ran off to the girls. I sighed and went after her. Maybe she's right. And Handong keeps repeating that I need to be distracted. And Yoohyeon seems to be not bad. There is, of course, one drawback in it, but there's nothing you can do about it. She is not Bora.

***

Even though we had a lot of fun, I often noticed that Bora was somewhere in her mind. How Minji didn't notice it remained a mystery to me, but I couldn't blame my friend for not being too sensual. She rarely took hints or took into account any circumstantial circumstances, always looking at the big picture - in fact. If Bora had said directly that something was wrong, Minji would probably have wondered what was wrong. And only her thoughtful looks and sometimes confused answers. When something was wrong in my heart, my friend tried to understand and support me as best she could, but I always saw how hard it was for her to do it.

Minji and Yoohyeon went to the toilet, while Bora and I were left alone. We lay across the chaise-longue, which Yoohyeon took, and next to us in the pool were too loud guys of twenty years old.

I wiped my wet hair with a towel, watching Bora, who wandered around the people around us and stirred ice in a glass with a straw.

- Is everything all right? - finally, I could not resist, throwing a towel on the back of the wooden rookery.

- What? - it seemed that Bora was so immersed in her own thoughts that she did not even hear my question.

- Are you okay? I repeated. "You look ... pensive.

- Really? - she slightly tilted her head, and I noticed how her gaze went over me, for a second lingering on her chest. - No, it's all right, - Bora immediately turned back to the pool, and I blushed. What's happening?