'Ready to start, I see.' Serena accepted her morning coffee and the promised kiss. Brisk and affectionate, it was a good start. Bernie was taking this seriously.
'Plan of attack, snog everywhere' she replied. 'If we're going to ruin our reputations and annoy an F1, we'd better make a spectacle of ourselves.'
'You'd better prove yourself to be the girlfriend you said you would be.'
'Oh I will.'
Serena felt giddy and reckless at Bernie's wicked smile, at their plan. It was going to cost them in dignity perhaps and she didn't know how they were going to end it but that was a discussion for another day. The door opened and she threw herself at Bernie, almost knocking over the carefully perched coffee. It was only Raf.
'Woah, what have I missed here?'
Serena looked up from a red-faced Bernie and affected a shocked expression.
'Knock first! If you could just state your case and get out.'
'Better get started on the ward.'
'Ah, yes, will do.'
He withdrew with a shell-shocked look on his face. Bernie tried to moderate her breathing. This much Serena in the morning was exhilarating.
'Do you think he'll gossip?'
Serena tried to ignore the fluttering in her belly at being so up close and personal with her co-lead. She picked up the coffee and tried to play it casual.
'Hopefully. This had better work. Is it bad to say that I really hope she gets pissed off enough to throw in the towel at the end of the week?'
Bernie tried to not feel disappointed that a week was all that she was going to get. She debated whether to go all out or hold back.
'Is it bad to say that I really wish I could be that cup of coffee?'
Serena sprayed out coffee all over the desk and laughed. Sometimes Bernie could be outrageous. Bernie decided that the holding back thing was on hold this week.
