Office hours were over, but we were all working. One thing about us is that we are workaholics, and that is the major reason why our company is ahead. It has just been two years since we launched officially, and the hard work that goes in on a daily basis is rivaled. If a boss can hire either of us, his company should be in good hands.
As the rules apply, 'work hard, play hard', we never go easy. However, everyone has their thing to let out after the stress. I travel, eat good food, and dress well for the hella of it. Vicky is an influencer, that tells you all. She is the happiest when she has a million likes and that washes away all the worries in the world; it is like she is rejuvenated. Bryan—well, he is always stuck on his laptop, even when we are on vacation, I think that does for him and Vicky too. She is his person, a stress reliever. Our lovely Will, like all men, the ladies, ladies, ladies, that's what it does for him. All Isa needs is some alone time, unwinding, and happy junk food.
Vicky ordered us food and by nine pm, we were having dinner together in the lounge room as a family. Everyone was munching, TV on, whatever was playing none of us concentrated on it, when we heard a buzzer ring.
"Are we expecting someone?" Everyone turns to look at Will.
"What? I didn't invite anyone up here."
Bryan switched the TV to CCTV camera recordings, and there she was; Bev. She was typing on her phone, talking to one of the guards and we were all looking at her. Isa spares me a look before her eyes go back to the screen. Will was chuckling when Vicky squalled and our attention turned to her. I will go get her, and she puts her food down and walks out of the room.
Bryan tunes back the unnamed program that was playing before and we go back to eating.
"It is pretty late," Isa states, giving me side glances.
"Yeah."
"As she comes to see Vicky or you?"
"What are you insinuating?" He hadn't said a thing about me and Ell and that's too long for Will to keep something to himself.
"Just curious," Will continues, "these days you have more of a casanova."
"Will drop it."
"What are you guys talking about?" Bryan asks.
"Hey everyone I brought presents," that was Bev announcing herself.
"More food?" Will asked.
"No drinks and matching hoodies," Vicky says, pleased with herself.
"Did you order them?" Isa asks.
My attention is on Bev; she is wearing a cropped graphic tee that showcases her toned midriff, paired with high-waisted distressed jeans that hug her petite frame in all the right places. Did she go to work like that or she is from home? She looked hot.
Placing her leather jacket aside, the girls were going through the bags and she did a round of hi's and hey's. Putting aside the food I had to hug her, feel her body on me, and take her in; I bet she smelled good.
"Hey, you."
"Hey stranger," and I take her into my arms and just feel her. I don't know how long I held her in the embrace when I heard Will clear his throat, long enough I guess and I let go.
She smiles and joins the girls.
Vicky was trying on the goods.
"These are hoodies and t-shirts that we are to wear to the concert," Bev says excitedly.
"Is it the one you are wearing?" Will asks.
"Yeah," she proudly shows us the top.
"I had to make some alterations but these are good to go." She smiles, handing Will the merchandise.
"Could these have waited for you to give us when we leaving?" Will asks.
"I decided it was okay to bring them over so you can pack for tomorrow."
"No, it was best I come over, we can go over the to-do list too."
"Thanks B," I say smiling at her as I take one of the t-shirts to check the fabric and the quality.
"Are you serious? To do list? It is a concert!" Will exclaims. I know his problem; girls.
"And the other days?" I ask
"It is two days right; two and a half?" Vicky chimes in.
"I will be coming tomorrow at noon to pick you up. Are you guys working tomorrow?"
"It will be a half day for us." Vicky says.
"Good." Bev says as she claps her hands together excitedly.
"I know how you guys go through liquor; I bet the one in the office is done, here is another bottle of whiskey."
"Do you have to go to work tomorrow?" I inquired.
"My day will start at ten. Some scheduling before coming for you guys"
Will brings out the glasses and shots are poured.
"Cheers."
"To the roadtrip."
And we all gulped down the bitter liquid.
"Thank you for this B."
I raised a glass for her. She had pulled a chair beside mine. It was hard to keep up with her, so I went with the flow; we are friends after all.
She smiles as she answers, "You are welcome."
"How have you been."
"Good, flexing around."
"You look good." Was she blushing?
"Thank you. Are you excited for the road trip?"
"Yeah."
"I will send you the deets, and in the group."
"Gucci."
She looked ready for plucking, her skin glowing in the light of the room, her boobs perky and pointy.
"Mhh!"
Vicky was standing behind Bev's chair. What were they talking about, my mind had drifted off.
"Did you hear what I asked?"
I clear my throat.
Bev comes to my defense. "What do you think of the clothes."
"They are perfect."
"You think so?" Vicky asked.
"Yeah."
"Told you they were perfect."
The girls left to check the sizes and i left to my own thoughts, that was a close call.