The Love Assignment

Chapter 9

It's been two weeks since Alex and I made up. May be I had to learn a lot from the mid wives tales such as 'do not judge a books by its cover' cause Alex turned out to be a really good friend. I didn't know how long our friendship would last but I knew that however long it did, I would treasure all the moments I spent with him. He backed me up well during our work, like the time when Sarah asked me about the date; Alex helped me explaining to Sarah what a douche bag George was. He also supported my ideas giving me frank reviews, which sometimes earned him a scowl from me. After getting to know him, I found out that Alex was fun loving, caring and understanding friend, most importantly I found out that he was not gay.  

Stacey was initially surprised finding out about my friendship with Alex, but later warmed up to Alex. Since Tom wasn't there most of the time, it only left Stacey and me to hang out. With Alex we became the three musketeers. Initially Tom was angry, but I think he was jealous. After hanging out once with Alex, even Tom liked him.

Both of them always ended up doing their weird college handshakes when they met. Apparently Alex was Tom's junior in college and they never crossed paths then but now whenever they met their topic ranged from college sports to lecturers to classes and ultimately ended with them talking about the girls they did. Initially their conversation was fun to hear but when it came to girls stuff, Stacey and I would move away from them. I mean who would be curious about their..... sex games. I guess these guys never heard the line 'What's done in bed stays in bed'. I was happy that I wasn't one of those girls they did. Boys are pigs when it comes to showing off.  

Two weeks and I had gone out on three dates. Unlike Tom, Alex was into shopping or may be patient about shopping cause every time a date was decided; Alex and Stacey took me out shopping. They selected everything from my dress to my hair style to my make up to everything, including my inner wear.Especially at this point I hated Alex because every time the decision on my inner wear was done Alex would say 'You never know when you get lucky'. I argued as who would make out on their first date, but Alex and Stacey were reluctant. Sometimes I doubted if Alex did that on purpose to check out my lingerie. Anyways he always accompanied me to my dates, keeping a safe distance so as to not create any doubt. I was still working undercover, telling the guys that I worked for The Angels and never mentioning about the assignment.  

My first planned date with Mr. George Brigins was a disaster. Sarah said she would have her other friends to go out on a date with me but I simply declined. I didn't want to go out on date with another 'so into myself' guy.  

My second date was with Toby Francis whom I had met at a bar while hanging out with Stacey and Alex. Alex introduced me to him and after few minutes of talking he asked me out on a date. I was wondering whether or not to say yes, but Alex nudged me to say yes.

Toby Francis turned out to be a gentleman initially like picking me up from my place, taking me to a good restaurant, pulling the chair, then sweet talking to impress me. It was only later in the conversation that I realized what Toby really wanted. The conversation started with plain acknowledgements like where we work, what we like, don't like and ended up to sex. Yes, sex. Remembering the conversation makes me want to puke my stomach out.  

I was rolling the spaghetti with my fork, when Toby coughed softly gaining my attention on him. I looked up to see his face and smiled. 

"So do you like sports?" Toby asked sizing me up, his eyes roaming every inch of my body. 

I neglected his staring eyes and answered "Yea, I do, I like football."  

"Me too, I like anything to do with balls." Toby said placing his fork down. I knew there was a hidden meaning in his statement but ignored it.