Chapter 471

“OK,” you mumbled to Sabrina and Gemma as you met back up with them. Everyone had finished lunch and most of the lawyers were either shooting the shit with each other or working on laptops and phones before the Trial started back up. Eric had slipped away to the washroom, and Amanda and Maeve had gone off to connect with their team for the Trial, giving you a few minutes ‘alone’ with the girls. “You guys were right.”

“Did she ask you out?” Gemma asked quietly, smirking a little.

“I bet she gave you her number,” Sabrina said.

“Not exactly,” you said. “Um, Maeve, the Brit, crashed our conversation. She’s - well, there’s a lot about her that I’ll explain later, but let’s just say she’s super blunt for now. And she offered a threesome with me and Amanda.”

Sabrina let out a long snort, covering her mouth as she suppressed her laugh, and Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Jesus, John,” she said. “For real?”

“Yeah,” you said. “Just straight up like that. I got a bit more background - they’ve been hooking up as a summer fling, but don’t seem like they intend to continue beyond the summer. Maeve also figured out I was dating one of you, and wanted to know who she needed to ask permission from for the threesome. Since they revealed their stuff, I sort of let the cat out of the bag about us three.”

“That’s fair, I guess,” Gemma sighed.

“No hint that they know who I am?” Sabrina asked. “Or what Amanda does?”

You shook your head. “I didn’t bring it up. I don’t know if she’s told Maeve that, and I didn’t want to make it weird.”

“Except you did ask me about it to ‘not make it weird,’” Sabrina smirked.

“We’re working together every day. If I hadn’t, I’d have been staring at you like an insane person all the time with that burning in my head,” you said. “This is a little different.”

“I know, I’m just giving you shit,” Sabrina chuckled. “Don Juan.”

“Hey, maybe it’s all the confidence I’ve gotten from you two,” you pointed out.

“And the slight style changes,” Gemma said, grinning as she adjusted the collar of your suit jacket and then winked. “But mostly the confidence. You were already cute, smart and funny.”

“So what’s the arrangement then?” Sabrina asked. “Did you set a date? Are we all getting together?”

“I suggested we get drinks first,” you said. “After the trial so it doesn’t get weird. We only have a small window though if we’re doing it before you leave, Gemma.”

“We have the weekend fully booked,” Gemma said. “And Wednesday, and there’s no way I’m spending the last few nights I have with you two with two other random ladies, even if they are attractive. So it’ll need to be Thursday or Friday.”

“We’ll figure it out,” you said. “And if it doesn’t happen, then it doesn’t happen. We’re not shoehorning it in somewhere that needs to be for us.”

“I wouldn’t mind being shoehorned in between those titties,” Sabrina mumbled, making you and Gemma both roll your eyes and smile.

Judge Mathews, who had been talking with Garrison and a few other lawyers, stood up from his seat and that seemed to be the sign everyone was waiting for. You and the girls headed up to the stage, followed by the Plaintiff team, and then Eric as he came back from the washroom. Once everyone was settled, Judge Mathews came up on stage and headed for his bench, taking his time to sit down and settle himself before tapping his gavel lightly. “I call the session back to order,” he said after clearing his throat. “Counsel, call your next witness.”