“...and then we danced the night away.” Olivia finished her story and other girls started to ask her more questions.

I just kept my silence, sipping down the cappuccino. The place actually had a decent variety of quality coffee, so I definitely would like to visit here again a few times.

“Ugh, I’m so envious,” the blonde one said. “So you got a mister tall, rich and handsome, who is also a total stud and incredibly attentive in and out of the bedroom. Are you flexing upon us, huh?”

“So what if I am?” Olivia stuck her tongue in retort.

“Oh, put a sock in it, wench.” Patricia sighed in defeat, while Satomi giggled all the way at their mock fight. The shorty still kept her silence and slowly sipped on her tea. “Hey, bestie, you remember that my cake day is next week, right?”

“Um, yes?” Her words caught my girlfriend-apparent off guard.

“Let me borrow him for a night, pretty pleeeease? You can even watch, if you are into that kind of stuff. Or you can join in…” That caught me off guard. What the hell?

“What the fuck, Pat?” Olivia voiced my thoughts. “You should’ve asked me in private, how can I just answer you when he is right here?”

I felt a throbbing headache. Ah yes, my life was an embodiment of Chaos now. How could I forget?

“Um, ladies. Not to rain on your parade, but, indeed, I am still here, and I can hear you very well,” I said with a sigh, massaging the bridge of my nose. “I’m sorry, Patricia, you are certainly very attractive, but I have no real interest in sleeping with you as of now. And, Olivia, don’t just go and pimp me out to your friends. Shame on you both.”

The two of them had enough conscience to lower their eyes, even though both pairs were full of mischief. Satomi, the eccentric bimbo, just laughed again at my apparent misfortune. I sighed. The pig-tailed girl continued to sipping her tea.

***

At some point, I was naturally excluded from the conversation of four close female friends. Well, I was here as a plus one anyway. Can’t say the topics of their discussion were all that interesting to me, either. Matters of school, mutual friend’s relationship drama, TV drama that is trendy right now. Yet, once more, a huge part of my being was intrigued to see all the new sides Olivia had shown through this short outing.

“I think we bored our male friend over there.” An unexpected voice interrupted their talk about the most recent episode’s cliffhanger, and brought me out of my inner monologue. “Now that I think about it, we heard the story from Olivia’s perspective, but now I am curious about the other side of the coin.”

The Su girl looked at me with a weird smile, not quite reaching her eyes. Was she up to something? Was this supposed to trip me up somehow?

The duo on my left, the… gal and blonde, now looked at me with an interest as well.

“Ask away, and I will do my best to answer.” I shrugged, gulping down the leftover coffee in my cup. Not like I had something to hide anyway.

“That’s a bit embarrassing, but I am also interested,” said the most beautiful of them. “And here is my question. What was the first thing that came to your mind when you first saw me?”

“Past the obvious ‘Oh, she’s hot’?” A nod. “Then it would be, ‘I wonder if she can cook’.”

All four of them stared at me with looks of varying shade of incredulity.

“For real?” I heard my mistress asking in disbelief.

“Yep.” I chuckled a bit. “I was walking from the convenience store with groceries and felt pretty hungry. You caught my attention, and I thought paying you to cook my dinner would be amusing.”

“Um, I don’t know what to feel right now,” said Olivia.

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“You aren’t alone in that, Liv.” Patricia extended her hand over the table to pat Olivia’s shoulder. “Okay, so now it’s my turn. My question is more on a mercantile side. Mister connoisseur, I would like to hear your expert opinion on how much would be the right price for my bestie.”

Another pretty straightforward one to answer.

“My expert opinion on this subject has changed a few times already. She asked for three hundred, and I thought it was a total steal. My first appraisal was five times more than that. Based on her body and the way she moved alone, not even her warpaint could bring down the overall score.” I chuckled at both Olivia and Satomi looking offended at my dis of their makeup of choice. “By the next morning, I was pretty confident that ten times the initial price would be a steal as well.”

“Oh, and how much would it be right now?” A followup question from the blonde.

“And after a week I spent with her, now it's simply ‘However much she would ask’.” I smiled.

Patricia whistled, Olivia blushed for some reason, Satomi gave me a mini ovation, and the shorty looked a bit lost.

"It’s not much of a question, but name three things you like about our Olivia.” Satomi was next.

“Easy. There is her body, her face, and her personality. Next,” I joked.

“Boo! You are cheating.” Mimi stood up, pointing her index finger at me. I guess she was thinking it would be intimidating or something. “Name three more!”

“Okay, okay.” I shook my head and raised my hands in a mock defeat. What should I start with? I looked at Olivia, who looked back at me very expectantly. “Well, the first one is a bit of a cliché, but I really like her eyes. So full of life, so expressive. I can’t help myself, but be mesmerized by them every time our gaze meets.”

Like right now. Olivia’s eyes were full of joy, passion and, my old friend, promise. A captivating mix for someone like me. A wolf whistle came from the direction of Patricia, as she theatrically fanned herself with a hand.

“Hm, the second one is actually a mix of the first three I named, huh. I love the way she dances.” I closed my eyes momentarily, reliving the memory. “She is already more than beautiful enough as her everyday self, but when I saw her on a dance floor, moving, breathing, living alongside the rhythm… Yeah, absolutely breathtaking.”

“So you only like her physical attributes? How boring,” the Su girl voiced her worthless opinion.

“Oh, I really appreciate her physical attributes. She is bloody gorgeous,” I nodded sagely. “But, the thing I like the most about her is something simple, really. It’s the fact of how relaxed I feel when we are together. Just pure bliss. Unadulterated happiness and joy. No worries, no bad thoughts, nothing. Just her. Me. Us.”

“Wow. No hesitation whatsoever to say something so embarrassing, I wish my boyfriend could be so confident,” said the eccentric one.

“Hey, Liv. I'm starting to doubt if I was joking about my birthday present from you,” Patricia said in a weird tone.

“Pat, if I didn’t love you so much, I would think about stabbing you right now. Stay away from my man, you thieving cat,” flushed Olivia hissed something strange as well.

I looked right into the shorty’s eyes, daring her to say something else. She bit her lower lip and shifted her eyes away from my gaze.

***

Atmosphere at our table changed noticeably. Both Satomi and Patricia were deep in their phones, while the pig-tailed girl was deep inside her own head. Olivia kept stealing glances towards me, each being more heated than the previous one. Guess it was time to cut the evening short.

My phone rang with another new message sound.

Bella: [11?]

I looked at the time. It was just past seven in the afternoon. I did a quick mental count of how much time was required for the road. Then added approximate time needed for Olivia to change into something more appropriate for the night. Deciding to play it safe, while also giving her some downtime to properly rest, I wrote an answer.

Me: [how about 11:30?]

Bella: [Sure.]

I raised my eyes from the phone and called out to the girl of my interest.

“Olivia, I think it’s time for us to leave.” She looked at me for a moment and nodded. Then I continued, addressing other girls. “While it was nice to meet all of you, we have something else planned for our night. And I want my date to rest before another night of dancing.”

“Sure. Nice to meet you as well, have fun with your night out,” Patricia was first to react. “Hey, bestie, cya.”

Satomi just smiled and waved her hand, still fully immersed in the chat with whoever it was on her phone. While Su girl nodded absentmindedly, still not quite there yet.

“If you want to stay here for a bit longer, you can order something right now, before I will ask to check us out.” I said it was my treat, didn’t I? “Otherwise, do any of you need a taxi?”

All three refused. Both Satomi and Patricia had their next destination a walking distance away from here, while shorty said that someone would get her with their own car.

I paid the bill, we said our goodbyes and left. Oops, I forgot to show off the car. Well, who cares?