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    Here Comes the Sun – (Chapter: Chapter 16)

     

     

    “Ah, ok. Anyway, I’ll let you get ready for your interview.”

     

     

    “Mmm, don’t leave.”

     

     

    “Babe, if I stay, you know we won’t get anything done.”

     

     

    “I know.” I lean into her, and she wraps her arms around me.

     

     

    She cups my face gently in her hands and kisses me. Morgan walks out, dressed this time, and goes into the kitchen.

     

     

    “Get a room!” she yells.

     

     

    “Already did!” Ashley yells back.

     

     

    “Eww!”

     

     

    Morgan’s response causes us to erupt in a fit of giggles. Once we calm ourselves down, she kisses me once more.

     

    “Ok, I should get going. I’ll see you tonight.”

     

     

    Much to my dismay, she leaves. I quickly hop in the shower and get dressed just as my phone rings.

     

     

    “Hello?”

     

     

    A husky, feminine voice answers and says, “Hi, this is Carmen. I have an interview for the bartending position. Is this Spencer?”

     

     

    “Yes, it is. Do you think you could come in today?”

     

     

    “Yeah, I’m actually outside the bar right now.” She laughs.

     

     

    “Oh ok. I’ll be right down to let you in.”

     

     

    We hang up and I go downstairs. When I open the door, Carmen is standing there. She’s shorter, with dark hair and bangs. I would consider her pretty, but nowhere near as beautiful as Ashley.

     

     

    “Spencer, I presume?”

     

     

    “That would be me. It’s nice to meet you, Carmen.”

     

     

    “Likewise.”

     

     

    I lead her into the bar and we sit down across from each other in a booth.

     

     

    “So, Carmen. What makes you think you’re qualified for this position?”

     

     

    She explains that she worked at another bar not far from mine. The bar had been taken over by a new owner, who was not very nice, so she quit. I asked her a few more questions, and she made a very good first impression. She was very friendly and bubbly, and I liked her immediately. She seemed worthy of the position, but I had to ask one more question.

     

     

    “Ok, so far, you seem very qualified, and I think you’ll fit in very well here. However, I have one more question. Are you…a lesbian?”

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