Dirty Brunette (FreenBecky)

Chapter 15

Freen actually stepped away from the project and became an observer. Only after Becca's words did she notice how the employees were looking at her. It was quite unpleasant. Considering that Freen treated them well...

Becca didn't bother Freen, she went to the department where the blonde sent her and took part in the development of sketches.

After some time, Freen liked the role of the boss; in any case, she had more free time. Today is Friday and, taking Katie by the hand, Freen headed towards the entrance to the bar, where she had not been for a long time.

She was interested in one question. Namely, did Becca find time for her hobby?

This is how she explained to Kate her desire to get into the bar. Katie nodded in understanding, although she knew the answer to this question.

Somewhere closer to midnight, the friends began to catch the gaze of two young men.

"Freen, if you stare at him like that, he'll come over" Katie shoved her friend in the side.

"Let him come, he's cute" Freen smiled even wider at the guy, who no longer took his eyes off her.

"If you haven't noticed, he's not alone, and I wouldn't want to be frozen by his friend for the rest of the evening" Katie turned so that the guy from the next table couldn't even see her profile. Only the back of the head.

"Katie, if you haven't forgotten, I still like young people. And he, by the way, is dressed very well, and also handsome.

"He's in a strip bar. In Brooklyn!"

Freen waved it off. She actually didn't know why she continued to play staring contest with him.

Another martini and she was no longer flirting with him only with her eyes. Freen took the cocktail straw, placed it on her lower lip and moved it with her tongue.

"Ugh! God, what are you doing?" Katie pulled the straw out of her mouth.

"Hello, what are you doing here?"

The girls twitched. Becca came up behind her and laid her chest down on the sofa between her friends.

"Hey Bec, I thought we came to see you, but I'm starting to doubt it" Katie grumbled.

"Why do you doubt it? Hey, Freen" Becca reached further and looked into the eyes of the blonde, who at that moment had already turned back to the cocktail.

"Hello" the girl answered without turning around.

"Did you come to see me? Freen, have you come to see me?"

"Why me?" Freen finally turned around and almost bumped her nose with the brunette's nose.

"Well, I just saw Katie yesterday" Becca didn't even think about increasing the distance between their faces.

Freen looked at the brunette and tried her best not to glance at her lips, which stretched into a smile.

"Ladies, this is for you" the waiter put two cocktails on the table, "a compliment from the next table."

Freen smiled widely and, leaning slightly, nodded to the young man.

"Freen, this cocktail is called "kick horse", which can hardly be called a compliment, but you know better."

Freen remained silent, only taking out a cherry from the cocktail and, looking at the young man, slowly popped it into her mouth, smiled and tore off the stick, then took out the pit.