IT HAD BEEN TWO... no, three weeks since the excursion to the Hermitage Garden Resort and Kurt had finally given up calling. The last call she’d received from him had been five days ago. Good. He could go his own way and she would go hers. The Monday after their return, Nosa had waltzed into her office, in a bad mood. He’d declared that he wouldn’t push her for s*x anymore. That their relationship should be kept strictly professional. Good. She liked that. She preferred that. She had her work to occupy her and good friends to hang out with.
This Tuesday afternoon, she was with her friends, once more inside the chilly air-conditioned Cactus Restaurant. They were catching up on the weekend.
“What did you do?” Sobechi asked Farida.
“I attended a client’s wedding.”
“Another one.” Sobechi r
