6. The one with the text during lunch

"Nope. No nudes. I'm disappointed, Emi." Amanda gave me back my phone.

I was smiling as I opened his text. My bitches were looking at me with exaggeration, swooning their ooh-aah at me.

Afternoon Emilie, don't forget our four o'clock today. I just informed you and cc'd your boss's email. We will discuss the project or continue on this morning's event that got disrupted by your sister. - Maxim.

I looked at my watch and sighed, thinking I still had time.

I haven't checked my email, Mr. Markov. But I will after this. I can confirm the four o'clock. We should discuss your design. I will send our proposal when I get to the office so you can have a look before I arrive. I'm still on my lunch break. - Emilie

He replied minutes later. Amber took my phone and replied to him without even reading his previous text.

Unless nudes, please stop texting. We're having lunch with our little Emi. We're grinding her about how you get her back on sex after one year of sabbatical. It's rude of her to keep on texting. Give us half an hour. Then she's all yours. Literally. -Amber.

Then Amber gave me my phone back. Facedown. She looked at me sternly. "Half an hour, now spill. Before I beat the truth out of you." Again, she said this calmly between drinking her Rosé. Angelica and Amanda were giggling beside me, waiting for me to spill.

"...So, you actually told him about Bob, and he went berserk on you? While having sex?" Angelica was laughing at this. 

"So he's a Russian, a doctor with a driver and a conspicuous expensive-looking black SUV?" Amanda questioned me.

"Did you know he was with his entourage last night? He paid for our bill. One of Maxim's guys said that his boss insisted on covering our expenses. Who calls a doctor his boss?" Amber lined her questions carefully. I sighed not so quietly as to point out that she was making assumptions. Amber was one of those people.

All of us were looking at Amber while she just shrugged. "Alright...alright, just make sure you have fun, Emi. It's not like you're going to marry him. He could be a fucking Russian mob for all I care. But as long as he fucks you to oblivion, I'm good with that."

There was a pause when we were all speechless as Amber blurted out her train of thoughts. She easily made us all shell shock, moments before we all burst out laughing. Amber might appear like your typical kindergarten teacher with her soft cardigan and floral mid-length skirt. She even wore her thick black-frame glasses with her hair up in a fucking ponytail. But the way she spilled her crazy theory captivated us enough to make us wonder.

"Oh Amber, I love you to death. You are my favorite person in this group." Angelica gave her a quick kiss on the lips, making a couple of guys whistle at her little show. I just shook my head.

I should be immune to their far-from-normal behavior by now. Though apparently they still keep me on my toes.

We parted after lunch, but not before Amanda slipped her number to a couple of guys. Angelica was giggling and grabbing Amber to her side. God... this bunch just couldn't get any wilder. It was supposed to be a friendly girls' lunch. Again, I just shook my head and smiled when I said goodbyes to my girls.

Not long after I reached the office, I emailed Maxim, a.k.a. Ken, the proposal. I finished my other projects before I decided to leave for his place. I was feeling giddy already.

Derick, the prick, gave me some words before I left the office. He reminded me to make sure that I squeeze more money out of the Doctor's contract. I just nod at him, wanting to get away from his proximity.

Hmm... Maybe I should squeeze the fine doctor?

Fuck! Was becoming Angelica.

Not good.

*****

The sexy Russian doctor opened the door for me. The man was still in his scrubs. I never knew someone who looked so good in scrubs before. Too damn good. I felt the need for a very cold drink after having my fill of man before me. From head to toe. Oh yeah...anddd remembered him naked. Okay, he looked better naked.

"Hey, you." He pulled me inside and kissed me.

"Hey, you...so how much time do I have this time, before you leave for the ER?" I put my purse and folder on the coffee table before snaking my arms, trailing from his chest to his neck.

Oh...he was so damn firm.

"You, have me all for today. I clocked out early just for you. Yesterday was actually my last day in the ER, the hours were too grueling for me. I'm just a surgeon now." He put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer to him.

Righty O...just a surgeon. No Biggie.

"So, how's lunch with your friends?" He was smirking at me knowingly. He led me to the kitchen and served me coffee.

I laughed before joining him in his kitchen. "Oh don't get me started with them. They were very anxious seeing your nudes. Amber is the worst. She was like Daddy's little girl on steroids. All the innuendoes she blurted out throughout lunch, made Angelica love her more. She gave Amber a big fat kiss during lunch hour, in a crowded bistro. And they weren't even a couple! Sometimes I feel like, they were too brave for my lifestyle."

"Yes, I can see that they were a very colorful bunch from last night. Even some of my boys were still talking about them this morning."

"Yeah? I've been meaning to ask you about that. You're not just a doctor aren't you?" I looked into his eyes, sipping my coffee. Carefully looking at him, studying him.

"No. I'm not." That was all he said. And I didn't push. I remembered what Amber said, carefully wording her so-called wisdom, telling me that Ken and I probably wouldn't last long. Amber also told me to just enjoy the sex.

I was not sure that they were a good influence on me.

My dad would surely disagree with them. But he was not even in the same city as me. Dad wouldn't know.

So, might as well...

We sat on the dining chair and discussed more about the proposal that I sent him earlier. Then, the man signed the contract to my relief. After that, I just needed to continue working with the other departments and start the project.

"So, now that the work is done. You want to have dinner with me?"

"Mmm...I am thinking about dinner, but I was hoping that you would be on the menu." I slipped my feet between his legs under the dining table and smiled seductively. He groaned looking at me.

Fuck it, I'm going all Amber here. She had seriously messed up my mind.

"I can be on the menu, with the right incentive. Come here, Em." He moved us to the sofa and patted his lap for me to sit. I decided to be brave and straddled him. The handsome doctor took off my jacket, leaving me in my lace camisole.

"I've been wanting to peel this flimsy thing off from this morning. Your collection of tops is driving me insane. They're so thin and sheer, I can see your cleavage clearly without your jacket on."

"Well then, what are you waiting for, Doctor?"

*****

Amber: I'm proud of my Emi, she had done well.