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”I mean, I could tell you two had the hots for each other or whatever but, I thought you’d wait a month at least.” Nichols scoffed, handing Alex a beer of her own.
”It wasn’t like that Nicky.” Alex sighed, receiving her beer eagerly. ”We were just having a drink and things got…outta hand.”
”So who kissed who then?” Nichols asked. Alex shrugged her shoulders, hesitating.
”It was…mutual.” She said, avoiding eye contact.
”Vause.” Nichols said sternly.
”Okay, I kissed her.” Alex admitted. ”But, I think she wanted me to.”
”Oh my god man, this is the perfect fuckin’ situation to get accused of sexual harrassment. Do you fuckin’ hear yourself right now? The older boss took the twenty five year old new hire out, got her shitfaced drunk, and made a move on her. Only to say that she wanted it!” Nicky threw her hands in the air. Alex sat up quickly.
”This is bad.” Alex set her beer on the coffee table, placing one of her pale hands over her mouth and beginning to tap her foot quickly.
”Yeah, it’s really bad, Alex.” Nicky lit a cigarette.
”Give me one of those.” Alex snatched it from Nicky’s hand. Nicky gave her a disapproving look before shaking her head and lighting another cigarette to replace the one Alex had taken.
”Okay so, here’s what we’ll do.” Alex nodded taking a long drag off of the cigarette. ”I’ll go up to her tomorrow and I’ll apologize. I’ll tell her it was just a drunken mistake. I’ll uh…I’ll raise her pay.”
”Man if all we had to do to get a raise around here is makeout with you after you’ve had a few too many I’d be one rich mother fucker.” Nicky laughed.
”Shut up Nicky, this is serious.” Alex’s voice sounded deeper as the smoke rolled from between her lips into the dimly lit living room of Nicky’s small apartment. The sound of the nearby street gave a constant noise that was both soothing yet annoying. City buses passing by with squealing brakes, homeless people below shouting at one another. Alex took a moment to listen to the ruckus as she continued to think over her options. Nicky sat next to her, sinking into the old couch. She wrapped her arm around the taller woman’s shoulders.
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This is an interesting story…. mixture of romance, trying to make a buisness survive, competitive nature of women, being engaged to someone with life goals which may not match your own, and being in a buisness that deals with the dark side of life. And sprinkle in some illegal drug usage and shady characters. I’m ready to read some more…