Fico
“Hey man! So how’s the weekend, huh!?! Couldn’t get a hold of you, it seemed that my plan worked!”
I narrowed my eyes at my best friend who was peeping through the small opening of the door to my office.
“Don’t even ask me about my weekend. And what plan!?!”
I leaned on my swivel chair.
We were in my office just across his.
It was Monday.
My first day back from my vacation and as much as I’d like to focus, I couldn’t seem to do it as my mind kept drifting back to the sleeping stature of the guy I left on my bed this morning.
Only if I hadn’t been away for a couple of weeks, I’d very well take the day off again in a heartbeat.
“You know...my plan, the one that made your weekend with your boyfriend as steamy as possible. You looked tired, didn’t get enough sleep I presume!?!”
