“How’s Derrick?” Mike asked with a smile hopping back in the
car after finishing his second round of checkpoints. “I’ve been meaning to have you thank him for me for the Murray’s gift basket. It’s just as good as I remember. I am curious how he knew what I liked. Then again my pillow talk usually doesn’t involve meats…well, not those kind anyway.”
Victoria responded with a simple shrug but couldn’t help noticing the presumptuous smirk on her partner’s face. “He’s fine I guess,” she answered, choosing to ignore his comment about pillow talk. “I’ll be sure to give him your message.”
“You guess? You mean you didn’t ask this morning when you left his
place?”
“Nice try Mike, but Derrick and I are friends. It’s not like
we talk every day.”
“Really? Still just friends huh?”
“Uh yeah, just friends.”
“Ah ok. Given the way you two were working the dance floor
at the party, one would assume, and rightfully so, that you’ve finally moved
passed that point.”
“Well you’d be assuming wrong.”
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