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Sophie’s tone is carefully neutral, yet it still make Ariana nearly choke on thin air and blush furiously.
    “As a friend,” she quickly corrects and doesn’t dare to look at Sophie.
    “Friend…” Sophie seems to savor the word, testing it on her tongue while Ariana waits with her eyes glued to the bandage in her hand. Maybe it was too soon or just simply ridiculous. Why would Sophie want to be friends with her employee when it’s obvious she can barely stand anyone who works at the company? Still, Ariana won’t take it back because she meant it, even if her heart wants much more. And she’s not ashamed to offer her friendship to the older woman, not ashamed to finally take a leap and reach out, placing the future of their relationship in Sophie’s hand. “I think I’d like that.”
    Ariana’s eyes widen in shocked delight and her lips stretch around a bright smile. “Awesome!” She squeezes Sophie’s injured hand without realizing it, making the other woman suck in a pained breath. “Oh shit, sorry!”
    “It’s fine, just finish bandaging it up so we can leave,” Sophie says a bit strained. “You’re right. I really need a drink… or ten.”
    “I’ll buy you all the drinks you want.”

Chapter 4
     
    “… and him cheating isn’t the worst of it, you know,” Sophie rants, scowling into her empty shot glass. “Oooh no, it wouldn’t have even surprised me, because you know what he is? A Class A jerk. No, no, no, jerk is not a strong enough word for him. He’s a… a… help me out, Ari-aaaana,” she whines into Ariana’s ear, who only giggles and leans back against her.
    “Jizz stain,” she offers with a snicker, barely noticing the strange look Casey, the bartender, soots her. “What? It’s a perfect description! Chris said so the other day.”
    “Who’s Chris?” Sophie asks, frowning. “Boyfiend? Wait… that’s not…”
    “Noppe,” Ariana shakes her head, ignoring the dizziness that washes over her. “Best fiend, damn, friend. I meant friend. And he said, and I’m quat… quoting him, he, and he meant that fucker Thompson, is disgusting, embarrasshing… and makes you un-uncomfortable just by looking at him.”
    Sophie cracks up and nuzzles into Ariana’s neck, her sticky sweet and sharp breath wafting over Ariana’s sensitive skin. Ariana shivers and forces her kind of drunk body to ignore Sophie’s tantalizing presence. “Too true. He’s a huuuuge, dried jizz sh… stain.”
    They laugh and Ariana orders another round. Casey shakes her head good-naturedly and pours them two shots of vodka. “On the house, girls,” she says, her soft, scratchy voice oddly soothing in the noisy bar.
    “To getting rid of disgusting jizz stains, who sleep with kids!” Sophie raises her glass and clinks it against Ariana’s.
    “And your punching skillz!” Ariana adds. “Wish I seen it.”
    “He deserved it.” Sophie’s mood suddenly turns morose. “Sshould have seen that poor girl… she didn’… didn’ even know.”
    “Should’ve kicked him in th’ nuts,” Ariana spits in disgust.
    “She’s just a kid. Sev’nteen she said.”
    “That’s sick. Fucker.”
    “Kevin fired his sorry ass.” Sophie smirks darkly. “He’s never getting another job. Ever.”
    “Good.”
    Ariana has a good buzz going, but she’s nowhere near as drunk as Sophie by the time they get up to leave. Casey has called them a taxi, so they don’t have to wait around on the street in the dead of the night. They pile in the cab and Ariana gives her address to the driver without really thinking about it. She wraps an arm around an obviously woozy Sophie who leans against her and rests her head on Ariana’s shoulder as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. Ariana leans her head back against the headrest of the seat, doing a poor job at not thinking about how great having Sophie in her arms feels. It doesn’t matter that Sophie is at least five inches taller than her or that it must be