Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 229

Chapter 229

"So then I told him that if he didn't think it was appropriate for me to answer the door in an athletic bra, he should probably start wearing a shirt when he goes to the pool since the ladies there always stare at him," Becks said, gesturing and rolling her eyes as she told the story with a smile. "Boy did he not like that suggestion."

"Well it makes sense," Sabrina said. "An athletic bra covers everything."

"Exactly!" Becks said.

"It's misogynist, really," Gemma said. "Double standards."

"Hipocrisy!" Sabrina agreed.

"You know, you girls just get it, and that's what I love about you," Becks laughed. "Next round on me?"

"Sure," Gemma nodded, and Sabrina agreed.

Becks got up and headed for the bar, leaving Gemma and Sabrina at their little tall table. They had gotten to the cocktail bar in between cocktail hour and the night crowd and had been able to stake out the spot as the place got more crowded. Becks had known the bar and had raved about the rooftop patio. Apparently it was busy even on a Tuesday night.

"Gem," Sabrina said, reaching over and grabbing her hand. "I'm going to start... directing the conversation a bit towards John. Any last-minute doubts?"

"The opposite," Gemma said, and then took a quick swig of her drink. It was something fruity that Sabrina had bought in a round for them. "I actually feel better about it after spending time with her more."

"Is it the talking or the alcohol?" Sabrina laughed.

"Maybe a bit of both, but definitely not just the alcohol," Gemma said.

"OK," Sabrina nodded.

Becks returned soon after, with new cocktails for each of them. "Alright, so I'm spilling all my secrets again," she said and raised her drink in a cheers. "So here's to us girls all sharing something."

"Cheers," Sabrina said with a smile, shooting a look to Gemma who almost burst out laughing at the unexpected implication of Becks' words.

"Cheers," Gemma agreed.

They all clinked glasses and took a sip, and then Becks put her drink down. "Alright. Last week it was all about me. This week doesn't need to go the same. Are you bitches going to spill the tea on whatever you two and John are getting up to or what?"

"John is our boyfriend," Sabrina said confidently.

"Both of you, officially?" Becks asked.

"Officially," Gemma nodded. "We're going to take our time figuring out how to tell our family and friends, but Sabrina's sister already knows and approves."

"Really?" Becks asked. "How did that go?"

"It was... interesting," Sabrina said, trying not to snicker. "He definitely made an impression on her. But she went back home happy for us."

"How does he do, keeping up with both of you?" Becks asked. "Is he clingy or anything? Guys are always either too distant or too clingy."

"Well, it's still early," Sabrina said. "Or early-ish. But I think we just really like spending time together. We were all friends from work before, so we knew we couple spend lots of time together without it getting weird."

"Have I told you the story of my Ex?" Gemma asked.

"You were engaged, he cheated. Hired prostitutes," Becks said.

"And went to a brothel," Gemma added. "But anyways, you know I have relationship experience. John is like... he's a breath of fresh air every time we talk about anything serious. He listens and cares about our feelings, and he tries to be the best he can and be present for us."

"That's pretty much how I feel too," Sabrina nodded. "I feel like he wants me to feel seen, if that makes sense. And to feel heard."

"What's the catch, then?" Becks asked. "No one is perfect."

"He's a little soft," Gemma admitted. "He's not really rugged or anything. He's fit enough, but unless we all start exercising or something he'll probably start to get a Dad Bod in a couple of years."

"I think he'd look great with a Dad Bod," Sabrina grinned.

"Eventually, sure," Gemma said. "But I think we should find a rec league or something. Ultimate Frisbee, maybe."

"That's it?" Becks asked. "Just worries about his future athleticism?"

"He's self-conscious," Sabrina said. "Not in his work or in bed or anything. He just isn't super charismatic in terms of making first impressions unless he feels supported."

"So not super outgoing, and might go a little soft," Becks said flatly. "You realize that the way you two are talking he sounds like a catch. And I assume-"

"Hello, ladies," said a guy, slipping up next to the table with a big smile on her face. He was probably a few years older than Becks, maybe in his late twenties or early thirties. His clothes screamed 'successful fuckboy,' and he immediately put his attention on Gemma. "Sorry to interrupt, but I saw you across the bar and found you absolutely enchanting, then I heard a bit of your accent and I was stunned. Could I buy you a drink?"

This was something that had happened last week as well, and Gemma had decided early that even though it would be super easy to milk guys for free drinks she wasn't going to be that girl. Not because she didn't want the drinks, but because she never wanted to make it look like she wasn't loyal to John. Not that he might even care, but she knew that their relationship was going to get more pushback on more important things, so giving it a solid foundation no one could question would be important. Sabrina had agreed.

"That's sweet of you to offer, but no thanks," Gemma said.

"She has a boyfriend," Sabrina said.

"Oh, well it's too bad he's not here," the guy said. "A lady like you-"

"I also have a girlfriend," Gemma said, reaching over and openly taking Sabrina's hand. "So I'm not here alone."

"Damn straight," Sabrina said, then leaned over and kissed Gemma lightly on the lips.

"Uh... Oh," the guy said. He'd probably offered to buy hundreds of drinks for women and been turned down sometimes before. Gemma doubted he'd ever been turned down like that before. And it was like the two of them had hit his reboot button as he just sort of stepped back and then drifted away listlessly like a rudderless boat in the crowded bar.

"I'm single," Becks said to his back as he walked away. "No? Alright." Then she turned back to the girls. "You two, too?"

"We're figuring that part out," Sabrina said.

"So... it's not just like you two take turns then," Becks said.

"Well, we do sometimes," Gemma said.

"But others..." Sabrina grinned lasciviously.

Becks laughed and fanned her face. "OK, we're going to need more drinks. I need details."