COFFEE FOR TWO

"Well, it's not impossible. You almost had sex with a guy at the bar, but you fucked up," Bianca stated as she turned on the car and zoomed off.

"Excuse me," Isabella scoffs, "if you hadn't gotten me drunk, I wouldn't have fucked up."

"At least you admitted you were at fault here."

"Just forget it and drop me off at the hotel," Isabella snarled, sounding angry.

"Whatever you do, just make sure you fuck your boss."

"Everything isn't about sex, Bianca," Isabella said, not knowing what made her utter that statement.

Bianca laughed. "Are you trying to say you're in love with your boss?" When Bianca posed the inquiry, her car came to a complete stop.

"What no," Isabella said, and Bianca stared at her with a suspicious look in her eyes. Isabella peeked out the window to avoid her gaze and realized they had arrived at the hotel. "I better get going before I'm late." She opened the car and stepped out, leaving Bianca stunned as she scrutinized every movement.