Sakura
"Are you sure?" I ask Ino as I study my reflection.
"You're kidding, right? If you don't get it, I sure as hell will."
"I don't know. Doesn't it look a little... short?"
"That's the fucking point, forehead! Your ass looks great in it." She starts laughing. "Besides, I've seen what you wear to the office, and you know it's right up your alley."
She has a point. it's not that short. A lot of dresses these days look like they end dangerously close to where the butt cheeks could peak out. This little black number was a little above mid-thigh, not at all short enough to the point I wouldn't wear it. And, I do look great in it.
I'll admit. The closer tomorrow comes, the more my nerves seem to cloud my mind. Add to that, the fact that I haven't been on a date in a while. The fact that the one to break that is Sasuke fucking Uchiha makes it even worse.
"Okay. This is the dress."
Ino raises her fists in glee. "If he doesn't want to fuck you by the end of the night-"
"Woah, woah," I stop her before she can continue, my cheeks heating up at the mere insinuation that it's any way a plausible possibility. "There will be absolutely none of that. Date or not, this is purely professional. And there is in no way I'd let him do anything of the sort with me."
She raises a brow. "Keep telling yourself that, Forehead. Practically the whole office thinks you two are covering up the hots you have for each other with your silly little rivalry."
My mouth drops at the new information. I knew people at the office had wild imaginations, but this is just ridiculous. "How are people even coming to that conclusion?"
"Hey, you two have been treading the fine line between tension and sexual tension for a while now. Truthfully, I'm glad you two won the polls to finally settle this once and for all."
I roll my eyes. "Not you joining in on this bandwagon." I walk inside the small dressing room and close the door, ready to change back.
"Him showing up at your office today didn't help the suspicions, sweetie." She hums from behind the door. "Something you're not telling your best friend?"
"He was only there so we could exchange numbers, pig."
"Not helping your case." She sounds so amused, I can practically hear her smirking.
"Well, how else are we supposed to communicate through this thing?"
Truth be told, I was surprised that he'd shown up to my office earlier, but he did have a point. We're going to have to see a lot of each other this month, and even though we live right across from each other, we might need to get on a call with each other.
Did my stomach do a little flip when I opened the door and saw him standing there with his hands in his pockets?
Yes.
Will I ever admit to that out loud?
Hell no.
Look, I'm a woman, and I have eyes. He's handsome, unbelievably so. And if he wasn't such an ass, I might get along with him. But he's not, so we're in this situation.
However, when he was in my office, he was a lot less… him. By that I mean, we carried on having a normal conversation without arguing about something. He's probably doing that to prepare for these next two months, which is kind of surprising to me that he's willing to be civil. Who knows, maybe this won't be too terrible.
Maybe then I could get to the point of thinking about how good his ass looked in his pants when he was walking away without hating myself for thinking it.
Unlike how I am now, regretting thinking that as soon as that sentence fully formed.
"Denial isn't just a river in Egypt."
God, sometimes I think she can read my mind. If Sasuke's not going to be the unbearable one throughout this project, Ino sure as hell will be.
Finally back in my work clothes, I take the dress and my purse and open the door, seeing her wide smile and the twinkle of mirth in her eyes. "Not another word about this."
Finally home, I take a short bath and change into an oversized shirt, planning to do some light reading before heading to bed. Getting comfy, I lean against the headboard of my bed and grab my tablet, but before I could even click on the app, my phone buzzes, signalling a new message.
The Spades, 7 PM
Sasuke Uchiha
No "Hello"? I'm not even surprised. Quickly, I type a reply.
wow, not even a "hello, sakura. how
has your day been?"
Me
I can already tell this is going to be fun.
If he texts like he talks, I already know where this is going. Might as well mess with him a little.
Hello, Haruno. How has your day
been.
Sasuke Uchiha
i can really feel your sincerity
there, uchiha.
Me
Would it kill you to type properly?
You're a senior editor.
Sasuke Uchiha
I roll my eyes. Ever the stiff one, he is.
would it kill you to lighten up
a bit? probably.
Me
well, i guess we can't have
what we want all the time, huh?
Me
Even in text form, you're
relentlessly annoying.
Sasuke Uchiha
I feel my lips form into a smile. Ugh, him calling me annoying shouldn't even be amusing to me. It masochistic in a way, but I can't help but enjoy it when he says it. It shows that I can get under his skin just as much as he gets under mine.
Usually, he'd just brush someone off, no words necessary.
Why am I feeling giddy?
Stop it, Sakura.
It's probably the nerves.
Yeah, that's right.
It's definitely not my conversation with Ino earlier.
Nope.
Shaking my head, I go to my most used emojis and look for an appropriate one to reply with. He doesn't seem like the type to use them, nor does he seem like he'd appreciate being sent one, but I'm sending one anyway.
Deciding on the tongue out emoji, I click on it and press send.
Only I accidentally press the one next to it.
(sparkling heart emoji)
Me
SHIT.
FUCK.
NO.
ABORT. ABORT. ABORT.
Aaaand, he's already read it.
Just my luck.
OH SHIT NO
Me
THAT WASN'T WHAT I MEANT TO SEND
Me
All caps. Charming. Something you're
not telling me, Haruno?
Sasuke Uchiha
Smug asshole.
shut up, uchiha
Me
You seem to have forgotten
an emoji there.
Sasuke Uchiha
eat. my. ass.
Me
No, thank you.
Sasuke Uchiha
I groan loudly, dropping my phone on my lap before I dig my fingers into my hair, messing it up.
"Eat my ass"? Really, Sakura?
How the hell am I supposed to face him on our date tomorrow?
Work date.
Not date date.
I drop my head.
Somehow this is all Ino's fault.
Grabbing my phone, I send him one last text.
(middle finger emoji)
Me
Go to sleep, Haruno.
Sasuke Uchiha
I don't know how I'm going to survive tomorrow night, let alone two whole months.
Notes:
Wrong emoji sent to crush, we've all been there. dskfjksdfjskd
Hope y'all enjoy this chapter!
I was going to post TAH chapter 4 first, but I'm waiting for a little something before I do post it.
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