JenLisa Shots Collection

A Boss, A Mentor, A Lover 5.3

Lisa

"Holy shit! Ho-Hos, Coffee Cakes, Twinkies, Sno Balls... nice haul, Kim! Breakfast of champions!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know the best, Manoban," she replied laughing, "you're traveling with a pro here." She hooked her hand into the "oh shit handle" in the backseat and swung her head into the car smiling. I leaned forward and for a split second we both leaned in to kiss each other. Then just as quickly we realized Myers was in the front seat fiddling with his iPod, so we caught ourselves and backed away from one another, somewhat awkwardly. I couldn't believe how comfortable and affectionate we'd grown toward each other. We had almost just lost our heads.

Myers turned and looked in the backseat. "No way, throw me up a Twinkie, dude!" Jennie and I made eye contact and chuckled. I gave Myers his coffee and Twinkie, Jennie jumped in the front seat, and we were on our way. The ride home was pleasant. We reminisced about our job well done, and Jennie totally made fun of Myers when he told the story about his night on the town. She poked holes in every facet of his story until finally he admitted that he didn't really score with a college girl.

"I totally could have though," he protested. "I was talking to a bunch of girls. If I'd had a wingman I could have landed one! Too bad Lisa was such a pussy and had to get her beauty sleep." This surprised Jennie. She raised her eyebrows and turned to look at me in the backseat.

"So you wussed out, huh, Manoban?" she asked, smirking at me with a twinkle in her eye. "Not cool enough to go out and score some chicks with Will?"

Myers laughed thinking Jennie was busting my balls. Little did he know she was actually joking about something much different. I let him have his little moment.

"I guess I'm just not that good with women, what can I say?" I said with mock shame in my voice. Jennie locked my eyes with hers and gave me a meaningful, deep look.

"Well, don't give up, Lisa," she said smirking once again, "I think there may still be hope for you yet." I returned her smirk and bit my tongue, causing her to giggle. Oblivious to the humor of the situation, Myers just snorted.

"Ha! Nah, she's just a pussy," Myers blurted out, "don't go all easy on her, Jennie. You busted my balls hard, now bust her too." At this, Jennie laughed out loud. I did too but I tried to contain myself. She looked back at me again.

"No, Manoban doesn't want me busting her balls," she said, lowering her eyes to my crotch seductively as she said it.

"I can take it," I retorted, "I'm a big girl." Again she laughed out loud and bit her lower lip looking at me. But Myers changed the subject a moment later as he began recounting a "true" story about another one of his conquests. So the rest of the trip went. We were all pleasantly joking around and happy.

When we arrived back at the office, we unloaded the car and put our luggage in our respective vehicles. We walked into the building and Myers split off toward his desk. Jennie and I paused together. "Well, I'll see you soon, Kim," I said, not knowing quite what to say.

"Yeah, see you soon, Manoban," she replied reaching her hand out. I shook her hand in a business-like way, but I held it a second longer than I should have, grazing her fingertips with mine. She smiled.

As I turned to walk away, I whispered, "I'll miss you."

I barely heard her say as she turned, "I'll miss you too."

I made my way to my desk and started working. It wasn't easy at all. I was completely distracted. It was the same way the next day. And the day after that. In fact, the entire week was pretty much a waste; I got next to nothing done. It was early the next week that I realized I had to do something. Jennie was all I thought about, and I couldn't stay this unproductive and fixated forever. By that point I would have preferred to have her tell me to let it all go then to be stuck in this limbo, this in-between state where we knew we cared about one another but had never defined what we were meant to be to each other. It was gnawing at me. All of a sudden I knew I had to do something. But what? I couldn't march into her office. I couldn't request a meeting with her. So what to do?