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It’s a Monday night and she’s exhausted and cranky and Mandy’s going on and on about Josh and CJ just can’t take it. She tries to interrupt several times but Mandy just won’t take the hint and at last CJ’s desperate enough to stand up, grab Mandy by the shoulders and kiss her. Hard.
Mandy tenses under her hands, then relaxes and CJ feels her begin to kiss back. CJ pulls away immediately and Mandy looks up at her, a smirk about the corners of her lips.
“Why CJ,” she drawls. “I never guessed you -,”
“I don’t,” CJ says shortly. “I just wanted to shut you up.” She turns and walks away, uncaring that it’s her office she’s leaving Mandy to or the fact that she has no idea where she’s going.
This won’t be happening again.
The next time Mandy comes into her office she stops before she begins to talk.
“Am I allowed to rant today?’ she asks. CJ sighs tiredly and waves a hand.
“Go ahead,” she shrugs. “It’s not like I’ve got anything else to do.” Mandy narrows her eyes.
“Are you going to kiss me again?” CJ glares at her.
“No.”
“Ok.” Mandy perches on CJ’s desk, her face hovering scant inches from CJ’s own. “Then can I kiss you?”
CJ knows she shouldn’t give in to Mandy’s pleading eyes and pouting lips.
She does it anyway.
It’s not a regular thing, what they’re doing, and it’s certainly not a relationship. It’s just sex, whenever they need it. There are no emotions involved. CJ doesn’t want to get romantically involved with anyone, least of all Mandy who she’s always found irritating, and who she somehow can’t get enough of. She doesn’t let herself think about the younger woman except for when she appears in CJ’s office after a long day with an expression CJ has learnt to recognize.
She loses her resolve then.
Whatever it is they’re doing, it ends a few months after it starts. They’re always careful, anxious not to get found out but they’ve been doing it for a while and they’re getting complacent. They stop taking enough care, and late one Friday night everything comes crashing down.
They’re in CJ’s office, confident in the belief that no one else is there. They’re just getting into it when the door opens, revealing Leo. He halts at the sight of a half-naked Mandy half way through taking off CJ’s blouse, their lips locked together. He steps back as, as one, they turn to him, reaching desperately for clothes, faces crimson with embarrassment.
Leo’s eyes dart between them, an unreadable expression on his face.
“If this continues, it will get to the press,” he says in a carefully controlled voice that sounds deafening in the silence. “I hope you’re prepared for that.”
Without another word he turns. CJ and Mandy listen in silence to his retreating footsteps, and then look at each other. Mandy heaves a sigh.
“One of us is going to have to quit,” she says finally, quietly.
“Yeah,” CJ agrees. “It could be either of us.” But they both know she’s lying, because with the difference between their jobs it has to be Mandy.
They say nothing as they both redress and then Mandy heads to the door.
“See you Monday,” she says, and this time they know it is she who is lying because she’ll be gone by Monday.
“Bye,” CJ says anyway, listening as Mandy’s footsteps, too, fade away. She sits down at her desk, letting her head fall into her hands.
Next time Danny asks her out, she decides, she’ll say yes.
Mandy tenses under her hands, then relaxes and CJ feels her begin to kiss back. CJ pulls away immediately and Mandy looks up at her, a smirk about the corners of her lips.
“Why CJ,” she drawls. “I never guessed you -,”
“I don’t,” CJ says shortly. “I just wanted to shut you up.” She turns and walks away, uncaring that it’s her office she’s leaving Mandy to or the fact that she has no idea where she’s going.
This won’t be happening again.
The next time Mandy comes into her office she stops before she begins to talk.
“Am I allowed to rant today?’ she asks. CJ sighs tiredly and waves a hand.
“Go ahead,” she shrugs. “It’s not like I’ve got anything else to do.” Mandy narrows her eyes.
“Are you going to kiss me again?” CJ glares at her.
“No.”
“Ok.” Mandy perches on CJ’s desk, her face hovering scant inches from CJ’s own. “Then can I kiss you?”
CJ knows she shouldn’t give in to Mandy’s pleading eyes and pouting lips.
She does it anyway.
It’s not a regular thing, what they’re doing, and it’s certainly not a relationship. It’s just sex, whenever they need it. There are no emotions involved. CJ doesn’t want to get romantically involved with anyone, least of all Mandy who she’s always found irritating, and who she somehow can’t get enough of. She doesn’t let herself think about the younger woman except for when she appears in CJ’s office after a long day with an expression CJ has learnt to recognize.
She loses her resolve then.
Whatever it is they’re doing, it ends a few months after it starts. They’re always careful, anxious not to get found out but they’ve been doing it for a while and they’re getting complacent. They stop taking enough care, and late one Friday night everything comes crashing down.
They’re in CJ’s office, confident in the belief that no one else is there. They’re just getting into it when the door opens, revealing Leo. He halts at the sight of a half-naked Mandy half way through taking off CJ’s blouse, their lips locked together. He steps back as, as one, they turn to him, reaching desperately for clothes, faces crimson with embarrassment.
Leo’s eyes dart between them, an unreadable expression on his face.
“If this continues, it will get to the press,” he says in a carefully controlled voice that sounds deafening in the silence. “I hope you’re prepared for that.”
Without another word he turns. CJ and Mandy listen in silence to his retreating footsteps, and then look at each other. Mandy heaves a sigh.
“One of us is going to have to quit,” she says finally, quietly.
“Yeah,” CJ agrees. “It could be either of us.” But they both know she’s lying, because with the difference between their jobs it has to be Mandy.
They say nothing as they both redress and then Mandy heads to the door.
“See you Monday,” she says, and this time they know it is she who is lying because she’ll be gone by Monday.
“Bye,” CJ says anyway, listening as Mandy’s footsteps, too, fade away. She sits down at her desk, letting her head fall into her hands.
Next time Danny asks her out, she decides, she’ll say yes.