Chapter 560

You had to pick yourself up off the floor as Eric and Sabrina were laughing.

“Way to commit to the bit,” Eric said.

“It wasn’t a bit,” you said. “That was pure shock.”

“Are you OK, baby?” Sabrina asked. She was a lot more free with the endearing names when it was just Eric around at the end of the day.

You rolled your neck, shook out your arm and then nodded. “Yeah. Fuck, Eric, there’s no way she knows it’s you that her friend is propositioning, right?”

“That or it’s a fucking trap,” Eric said.

“Or, and I’m just throwing this out there because she’s that conceited - she doesn’t remember you,” Sabrina said.

“There’s no way,” Eric said, then hesitated. “Well ... It is Killjoy.”

“Let me see the picture again,” she said, gesturing for the phone.

You ended up going down to grab dinner - it was Italian and smelled fucking heavenly. Back up in the conference room Sabrina and Eric had decided that, whether Joy remembered him or not, he couldn’t risk going through with it no matter how satisfying it might be to have hate sex with her and experience his first threesome.

“How am I going from getting three offers for sex, to not getting laid tonight?” he groaned before biting into his garlic bread.

“Oh, just call Lucy if you’re feeling that hard up,” Sabrina waved him off. “It’s still not a good idea, but at least you won’t get axe-murdered or potentially sued. Which, by the way John, it looks like she’s already recovered from breaking her nose. She doesn’t even have swelling anymore.”

“OK, hold on,” you said. “Doesn’t that mean that she has way less of a claim in the suit?”

Eric and Sabrina were silent for a long moment.

“Holy shit,” Sabrina said.

“You’ve got her dead to rights!” Eric crowed excitedly.

“Not dead to rights,” you said. “But have you said No yet, Eric?”

“She knows I’m working so I haven’t responded yet,” he said.

“Try to get Joy’s name somehow so we can confirm it’s her in the picture. We’ll need to dump your text log to use as evidence, but then we can tie the picture to Joy, and the timestamp, and confirm that not only is she not as injured as she claims but that it’s not impacting her lifestyle.”

“ ... I don’t know if I’m entirely comfortable having my texts splayed out as evidence for a lawsuit,” Eric said. “I’ve got private stuff in here.”

“You wouldn’t do it for me, Eric?” Sabrina asked, giving him a big-eyed puppy dog look. She got just the right amount of lower lip tremble in there.

Eric screwed up his face. “I mean...”

“Actually,” you said. “What if you can fuck Joy and fuck her over? If you go meet them, we could follow and take pictures of her out and partying from afar. Then if she doesn’t recognize you, you could have your revenge sex threesome if that’s what you want.”