By the time they were eating dessert, Jade started to feel annoyed with herself for letting her infatuation run so wild. She had a wonderful job, and Brenda was a fantastic boss who truly appreciated her skills. And the best friend anyone could ever have! Why was she about to screw everything up just because the woman didn’t have any romantic interest in her? She felt selfish and stupid and immature. She ought to just delete the Request for Transfer and, once and for all, fix it firmly in her mind that Brenda was a coworker, and that was all she would ever be. Period.
“You want to go have a drink somewhere?” Brenda said, when they got back in her Mustang.
Jade glanced at her watch - it was almost eleven.
“Come on,” she said, with a boyish grin. “We’ll go to a place none of my groupies c
