Page 31 of Picture Us

Rose stammered, confusion washing over her face. “Like… on a date?”

Drew laughed. “No, like a bar. Right now?” They were surprised Rose would take it like that, since Shannon was supposedly in the picture. She was in love, after all.

Tapping her finger on her arm, Rose shrugged. “Yeah. Where?”

“Henrietta’s?” Drew offered. It would be a longer commute from here, but it would be fun. There was no chance for awkwardness.

“On a Friday night?” Rose laughed. She hadn’t been to the crowded sapphic bar in a long time.

Drew looked around. “Why not? It’ll be entertaining at least. Will Shannon be okay with it?”

A groan escaped Rose’s lips as she turned to head back inside, leaving the door open for Drew to follow her. Over her shoulder, Rose explained, “Shannon’s not an issue.”

“Right.” Drew tried not to let the smile teasing their lips come to fruition.

Why am I excited by that? This is about work. That’s it.

It was kind of funny, though. Rose made it seem like everything was awesome yesterday. As if they were going to get married and have twenty kids together. They couldn’t help but wonder why she’d suddenly decided to drop the act.

“Are you ready now, or do you need a minute?” Drew cleared their throat as they looked at Rose’s outfit. She looked cute: a simple tank top that showed her cleavage and a pair of baggy, plaid pajama pants that strangely framed her ass perfectly. But Drew knew she might want to get dressed up for her single debut at a sapphic bar.

Rose looked down at herself. “Yeah, give me five?”

Drew nodded, starting to wander around the apartment and evaluating Rose’s decor. Yet as Rose disappeared into the single bedroom of the apartment, Drew’s eyes couldn’t help but follow.

Her ass looked as amazing as they had pictured it the other day, but what really caught their attention was what they glimpsed inside the room. Just behind Rose was a nightstand where a light pink vibrator waited patiently.

Drew only got a quick glance, but it looked like it was still dirty.

They cleared their throat as excitement grew near their center. Drew could feel themself growing slick at the thought of Rose in bed, pleasing herself.God, I would’ve loved to watch.

When Drew looked up, Rose was closing the door with a wink.

Fuck. Did she see me being a complete creep?Drew bit their lip. Maybe Diana was right. Maybe Drew wanted Rose more than they were willing to admit.

They shook their head and took a seat. If they had any hope of surviving the night without irreparably altering their work relationship, Drew needed to calm down.

The twenty minutes that they sat waiting in Rose’s living room was plenty of time to collect themself. By the time the bedroom door swung open, the early summer sun was finally falling behind the skyline. It was close to 9 pm.

Drew shot up, straightening their back as Rose walked out. The click of her heels on the hardwood guided Drew’s eyes down to black pumps. Their eyes slowly lifted up Rose’s toned legs to her thighs, which were hugged tightly by an emerald suede dress.

So much for calming down.

Drew tried to control their breathing and avoid a heart attack. But it was hard to focus on breathing when Rose looked like that.

They let themself scan up her body; the dress cradled her breasts and dipped low on her collarbone. Her chest was stunning, smooth skin inviting Drew’s lips to kiss her.

“Ready?” Rose’s voice had gotten low and sultry.

Drew could only manage a nod. Looking down at their own outfit, they couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. A plain t-shirt and jeans paled in comparison to Rose’s ensemble.

Rose noticed their concern. “I would offer to let you raid my closet, but I doubt you’d find anything you’d like better.”

Drew laughed. “That’s alright. It’s the price I pay for being impulsive.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I think you look great.” Rose’s eyes immediately darted to the floor; clearly she hadn’t meant to reveal her cards.

Drew couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks.”

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