NEW-YORK (FreenBecky)

Chapter 4: Nothing more

"Shall we go to the club today?" Nam asks, taking a sip of latte. I thoughtfully raised my eyebrows to the sky, thinking about everything.

"I do not know yet. I have so much to do right now..." I answer guiltily and sit down on the first bench I come across. Lord, it's hot outside, and we're still drinking coffee. It's crazy, you can't say anything.

"Freen, as soon as you started working there, you and I almost never go out together" she paused, looking down at me, and then sighed and sat down next to me, "you're hiding something from me..." my friend narrowed her eyes suspiciously , which is why I almost fell into a precipitate, immediately remembering the reason for all this.

"Come on, nonsense... just an ordinary mess and nothing more..." I mumble and immediately give myself away. Nam knows me too well. Nasty.

"You're lying" she grins sarcastically and sits down more comfortably, glaring at me "tell me. You know that I won't leave you alone." and it is true. 

Damn, but how can I tell her about this? 'Oh, Nam, the thing is that I, well, had a crush on my boss, and yesterday we fucked in my office, and blah blah...'  She'll go crazy... or worse...

"Well, I'm not sure you need to know that..." The attempt was unsuccessful, judging by her rolled eyes and trifling sigh. It didn't work. I sigh and clear my throat, take a sip of my latte, and begin  "Remember Armstrong?"

"Your boss, of course!" she rolls her eyes again and continues to listen carefully, burning me to the core.

"Well, so..." I bite my lip and look anywhere but into her brown eyes, "we're with her ..did that..." shrugging my shoulders and gesturing with my eyes, I answer as if I've messed up. My friend raises her eyebrows and doesn't quite understand what I mean, or understands, but refuses to accept. And I can't even tell her about it directly.

"In terms of?" she asks again, and for a moment looking into my guilty eyes and probably reddened cheeks, she gasps and puts her palm to her mouth "fuck..." she pokes her finger at me and closes her mouth again. I feel like I'm falling into a hole "what are you, a lesbian?" I roll my eyes.

"Are you stupid? No, of course" I cut her off in the bud and add more calmly, "most likely bisexual..."

"Lord" my friend strangely begins to laugh "I'm shocked. You know, when I said you needed sex, I didn't mean a girl..."

"Well, maybe that's enough..." I sigh and roll my eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's just a shock..." she calmed down a little, and, taking a sip, continued her interrogation "so?"

"So what?" I raise my eyebrows, although I know perfectly well what she wants from me.

"You know what" she grins "how it was?"

"I don't want to talk about it..." I blush like a lobster.

"Is everything that bad?" Nam makes a feigned guilty look.

"Just the opposite. It was too hot..." I smile like a fool and get up from the bench and move on.

"Is she good? Yes?" my friend laughs, catching up with me.

"I would say.." I scratch my lower lip thoughtfully and flash my eyes at my friend with a grin, "perfect..."

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I never thought that I would hate the weekend. I haven't seen her for two days, but everything is starting to irritate me without a dose of her glances and touches. Now I'm stuck.