Jennie and Lisa are best friends with benefits, but Jennie is driving herself crazy wanting more. While navigating their complicated relationship, Lisa also discovers something surprising about herself. (Once upon a time, Lisa thought she was a top...
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They saw each other in passing over the next three days but hadn't had time to catch up for lunch. This was mostly fine by Jennie, since she was still working on getting her shit together so she wouldn't go storming into Lisa's office with a bouquet of flowers, confessing her unending adoration and infatuation with the CEO and making a real ass of herself.
She narrowly managed to avoid doing this by doing her best to avoid Lisa completely. If Lisa called or sent her a text, Jennie would be there in a heartbeat. But right now, she wasn't going to go looking for reasons to exacerbate the burn of her own heartache, which she knew wasn't going away any time soon.
The three days without being alone with Lisa went by slowly. Of course, Jennie kept an eye open at all times, checking in with Lisa silently when she happened to be in the office finishing up a piece. Lisa seemed… off. After everything that had happened with her mother, this didn't surprise Jennie. She was surprised that Lisa hadn't reached out to her, either, for a band-aid of sorts. On the other hand, Lisa wasn't used to hearing people tell her no. So when Jennie had denied her what she wanted the other night, she likely felt the rejection deeply. That would explain Lisa's silence.
Eventually, silence came to an end when Lisa could no longer hold back the dam of emotions threatening to break through. Her frustration with her mother, her brother, her job, herself… All of it was running high. She needed nothing more or less than an intense wave of relief, and she knew she wasn't going to find it without Jennie. So, without further deliberation, she approached the reporter's desk at the end of the workday.
"Jennie," Lisa said, voice steady but soft, without the usual confidence Lisa put on while she was at work. "Could I please see you in my office for a moment?"
"I was just about to head—" Jennie started, then realized that it was her boss speaking, and that staying late was an order, not a request.
That being the case, she closed her mouth, flattened her skirt, and followed Lisa to her office.
Once the heavy glass door had closed behind them, Lisa sat on the edge of the desk, in a far more casual position than Jennie had ever seen her (leaned back, legs crossed at the ankles).
Lisa was silent though, so Jennie finally had to break the awkwardness and ask, "What did you want to see me about? Was my last piece—"
"It's not about work," Lisa assured her hurriedly. "It's about… It's about something else."
Jennie blinked. Where was this going? If she wanted to get laid, she'd likely have already been naked.
