“I know that’s not what’s bothering you,” he crossed his arms.
“I guess you’re not my best friend for nothing,” I laughed, “I think I’m in love with
Nick.”
“Well, took you long enough,” he sighed, “What seems to be the problem with
that?”
“Are you seriously asking that?” I groaned, “It’s me we’re talking about.” “I’m afraid I don’t follow,” he said as he took a seat.
“I’m addicted to sex and have slept with everyone with a dick in this building,” I
said, “If I come out and tell him how I feel, chances are that he won’t feel the same way
because he knows what I’m like.”
“Again,I still don’t understand.”
“Are you that dumb, Michael?” I asked.
“Depends on who’s asking, if it is you then no." He shrugged, “What you’re saying
is, Nick would reject you for the simple reason that you’re a sex addict. Did he say that
exactly?”
“No, he didn’t but that would be the obvious thing he’d think,” I replied although it
sounded like I was trying to convince myself and not him.
“Look Aria, unless you hear it directly from the horse’s mouth, all you’re thinking
right now is baseless,” he said, “My suggestion? Tell him how you feel and let him reject
you directly.”
I shuddered, “Pretty brutal if you ask me. Him rejecting me that is.” “You’ll be fine,” he said, “That reminds me when last did you have sex?” “It’s been 3 or 4 days now,” I replied, “After having sex with him, I couldn’t bring
myself to fuck anyone else.”
“Well, that would mean two things,” Alyson said as she walked into my office, “Either you’re just in it for the meat the chef is packing or that you actually like the
chef.” She paused then dropped an invoice on my table,
“Sorry I let myself in I was knocking and there was no response.” “Oh, no problem. What’s this?” I picked up the invoice, “Ah, the print house sent in
Loid’s posters.”
“Yeah, they did yesterday,” she replied, “Would’ve told you but I was occupied.” She mentioned the word occupied with a smirk. Almost like she was making fun of
me.
“So, about your input, the meat thing, what do you mean?” I asked as I turned on
my laptop.
“Exactly what I meant but knowing you it would mean that you’re only in it for the