so, do we like each other or not? // JENLISA

Chapter 17

New York felt desperately lonely when Lisa was forced to return alone. Jennie had seen her off from the hotel room early on Monday morning, her hair messy from a night of too much alcohol and too much sex, and had told Lisa that she'd see her at the end of the week sometime. As much as she'd tried to ignore it, Lisa had missed her ever since.

So now she was sitting at her desk, trying to pull off a turtleneck in the height of summer in a bid to cover up the multiple hickeys Jennie had left on her throat. Ingrid had already snapped at her four times for yawning too much, telling her she wouldn't be allowed to go on vacation ever again if she couldn't manage to sit upright once she got back.

Lisa didn't even have jetlag to blame – she was just exhausted from the weekend's many surprises, and the sight of her overflowing inbox hadn't done much to help. She rubbed a hand over her eyes and kept clicking through her emails, forcing herself not to look at the clock because she knew she wouldn't like what it had to tell her.

Then there was a crash as a wheelie chair suddenly careered towards her desk. She jumped in her seat and looked up to find Chaeyoung sitting inches away, her eyes on the stupid collar around her neck.

"Well well well," she said, reaching out with one finger and tugging it down. "We did have a good vacation, didn't we?"

"Shut up," Lisa said, slapping her hand away and readjusting the sweater. "It's nothing."

"You have a bite mark behind your ear," Chaeyoung pointed out, and Lisa blushed bright red. She started frantically rearranging her curls while Chaeyoung watched.

"So?" Chaeyoung prompted after a moment of silence. "Aren't you going to tell me about it?"

"No," Lisa said, going back to her computer.

"Come on." Chaeyoung shifted even closer. "Give me a little something. You had sex, I take it?"

Lisa sighed before admitting, "Yes."

"And? How was it?"

"I am not talking about this here."

"No one's listening. It was good, wasn't it?"

Lisa's groan was long and painful. Eventually, she caved. "Yes. It was very, very good."

"The best you've had?"

"Probably," Lisa ventured, because she couldn't remember most of them so it wasn't really a fair comparison. Having said that, she couldn't believe any man had ever managed to make her cry out with quite the fervour that Jennie had. Mingyu definitely hadn't even come close.

Chaeyoung saw the stain of red in Lisa's cheeks and grinned. "Oh, it was that good."

"Go away. I've got stuff to catch up on before Cherin strings me up in the supply closet."

Chaeyoung laughed and slowly started to roll away. Lisa did her best to look industrious as she disappeared, even though her heart was pounding like a jet engine.

She told herself then that she wasn't going to think about Jennie for the rest of the day. She had work to do, and she wasn't going to be the type of girl who let everything else slip by the wayside just because she had a little bit of a crush.