Chapter 553

Getting out of bed that morning was hard.

At the end of the night, you had ended up snuggling between your two girlfriends. You were pretty sure the intent was that Gemma would be in the middle so you and Sabrina could both love on her, but the three of you were generally more comfortable with you in the middle and it just happened.

The problem with knowing the day was going to end with sadness was that you could fool yourself for a bit that it never needed to start.

“OK,” Sabrina said about ten minutes after the alarm was snoozed for the second time. “I’m going to order breakfast and get it delivered to the office. Cinnamon rolls with bacon sprinkled on top from that fancy place downtown. That way we have to get up or else someone else will eat our stuff. Like Eric. Eric will eat all our cinnamon rolls.”

That, finally, got the three of you moving. Not fast, but moving. There was even more touching than usual - not playful grabass, but gentle caresses and wistful hugs.

The efforts the previous night with their hair did leave Gemma with extra wavy hair that morning and she dressed up a little more in a dress that was almost too nice for the office setting. Sabrina’s hair was a lot straighter and didn’t hold the waves as well, but Gemma took time to help her style it nicely just so she could run her fingers through Sabrina’s hair some more.

The bus ride consisted of a lot of quiet holding hands, except for when Gemma started getting texts from your friends wishing her a good final day at work. That almost broke her and you and Sabrina had to distract her by talking about anything other than the fact that she was leaving.

It was Sabrina’s morning for the coffee run but you were running later than usual so she headed down the street to the coffee shop while you and Gemma went in - it would look a lot better for two interns to be there than none, and you had no guarantee Eric would be ‘early on time’

Becks came out from around her desk to give Gemma a hug, and since no one was paying too close attention you got a quick one as well along with her giving your ass a pinch. The cinnamon rolls had been delivered and were waiting at Becks’ desk and, following Sabrina’s planning, you pulled one out and presented it to your dusky-skinned fuckbuddy with a smile.

Upstairs you and Gemma found that Eric was not, in fact, early so the two of you set up your spots and doled out the containers from the takeout bag but waited for Sabrina to eat them.

When Sabrina showed up, a minute after Eric, she looked somewhere between having seen a ghost and being ready to have the next hurricane named after her.

“What happened?” you asked immediately.

“Nothing,” she snapped, then shook her head once. “Sorry, nothing happened.”

“Sabrina-” Gemma said, her concern matching yours.

“Just ... let me handle something,” Sabrina requested, clearly not wanting to talk about it yet. “Later, OK?”