Time flies when you’re having fun. I have officially completed NaNoWriMo this year. Woo hoo! I’m two-thirds done with the third book in the McCord series, but now that I’m not pressed for time to get out a certain word count, I thought I’d change up the flash this week. This is another book I’ve been working on, on and off for the last year. I hope you enjoy this week’s flash fiction!
“We’ve been friends for twenty years. We’ve been through so many things together. Tough and rough stuff. I know when you’re lying.”
Gabby clutched the glass tighter. “What do you want me to say? You want to hear that I was attracted to your boyfriend. That I felt guilty as hell all week because I liked him.”
“He’s not my boyfriend.” Abby smiled wide, almost a giddiness in her step as she came closer to Gabby.
“Yeah, well, for an entire week I thought he was. It wasn’t my proudest moment, having dirty thoughts about a man that I thought was your boyfriend.”
“No worries. I know you wouldn’t go behind my back. And even better, he’s not my boyfriend. Never was.”
“What is so better about that?” Gabby sighed, setting the glass on the counter.
“Um, you can make your move. Fulfill your dirty thoughts. Which, by the way, you should share with me,” Abby said, wiggling her eyebrows in playful anticipation.
“I’m not sharing any of those thoughts with you. I should’ve never said anything. It doesn’t matter, Abby. I lied to him. For an entire week. You know why he hired me? Because of my honesty.” Gabby laughed in disbelief. “What a joke. I was dishonest the entire time. He’ll never forgive that. I was his secretary. I’m sure he didn’t see me as anything other than that.”
“You don’t know if you don’t try.”
“Not gonna happen. I’m not stepping foot in that building again. And you’re not stepping foot in Champ’s place again either. Move on. You don’t need any lame excuse from him. Don’t shed any more tears over that jerk. Okay?”
Abby nodded her head. “Okay. He was great, though. I know we only dated two months, but those two months, he was a dream. He was attentive to my needs and he was dynamite in bed. I’m having a hard time getting over him. I just wanted to be wrong. I hate that I was right and he really was cheating on me.”
Abby grabbed the glass sitting next to Gabby and put it back in the cupboard. “You’re feeling down as well. You like his brother and it’s my fault you can’t have a chance with him. I’m the reason you had to lie.” She walked over to the stove, reaching high above to the top cupboard. She pulled down two shot glasses. “I do think we need the tequila. Let’s drown our sorrows for the night.”
“Maybe. But we’re going to.” Abby grinned, waggling the glasses in her hand.
“Oh, alright. Start pouring.” She did miss Dane’s handsome face. His sweet smile that he shared sparingly.
I need you.
That’s all she heard in her mind since she walked out of his office. He didn’t need her. He needed a secretary. Her wishful thinking wanted it to mean more than the simplicity of it. But she knew that was ridiculous. He never saw her more than a secretary. After his brother told him the complete truth, he’d probably wish he had never laid eyes on her.