Chapter 549

Dinner was a delightful, chaotic event. Gemma was sitting in the middle of the table, everyone wanting to be able to talk with her, and you and Sabrina allowed the others to crowd around with her so they could get more time since you’d have her to yourselves later in the evening. It wasn’t like either of you were getting ignored, though. Sabrina was at the far end from you, chatting with Becca and Charlotte when they weren’t engaged with Gemma, and that left you with Tasha and Becks at your end of the table.

You got caught up on news from Tasha first - she was almost fit to bursting, excited to let you know she’d been awarded a ‘Regular’ spot at the Comedy Club since she was starting to be a crowd draw. It didn’t mean she was really making any more money, so she wasn’t quitting her job at the bookstore any time soon, but it did mean she got set spots outside of the Open Mic nights and could work on a full thirty-minute set instead of the five or ten-minute ones that she’d been restricted to before.

You congratulated her and made sure that her news made it down to the other end of the table, and she absolutely beamed that you made the effort. Then, after letting the good vibes linger, you lowered your voice and gave her the super-brief version of what you knew about what was going on with Mosche and Iris. Tasha admitted that his ostracization at the club had come to an end already, or at least the level of poking fun at him had returned to normal levels, but that she was still holding a grudge and felt honestly worried for Iris. You agreed on that last point.

Becks jumped in then.

“All you need to do is some cyber-sleuthing,” she said. “Figure out a social media account we can message her on, and then I could send her an ‘anonymous’ warning about what he did - what did he do?”

Tasha made a face, glancing down the table where the conversation was more upbeat and energetic. “I’ll tell you another time. It’s not exactly party talk.”

“OK,” Becks nodded and reached across the table and took Tasha’s hand. “If it’s that bad, then I’m already sorry and super on your side.”

“Thanks,” Tasha said with a little smile.

Were you witnessing a platonic moment or a romantic one?

The conversation pivoted, both of the ladies not wanting to drag down the vibes of the table, and Becks started telling Tasha stories about working with you and the other interns and regaling the whole table with how Sabrina had busted the face of Joy. They knew bits and pieces already but hadn’t gotten it all at once, and Becks was a good storyteller and had you laughing and groaning even when she was poking fun at you.

Appetisers got devoured, and then the mains got delivered and devoured as the conversation went on. During the meal you ended up catching some of the flirtatious attention that you were becoming used to as well. Tasha spent some time with her hand on your knee and thigh, rubbing you slowly until she found the head of your cock under your slacks and just pressed down on it lightly, cupping it as she grinned at you, knowing exactly what she was doing. Becks seemed to know something was going on and she contrived to gesture frequently towards her bust, drawing your eyes to her cleavage. At one point after their fourth round of drinks had been delivered late in the meal she even sat up and stretched, and her dress just happened to slip and you and half the table got a look at her warm, brown nipples for a moment before she quickly pulled it back up.