A BAD DIFFERENT

"So, Derek...when are you going to see Emma?" Maya asked, returning to the most important topic on ground, decidedly crossing her legs on each other.

"Now." Derek replied, dropping a smiling Eva on the spot next to him on the bed, before standing up. He strengthened his polo, inhaling deeply. This was it. He thought, putting his right hand in the right front pocket of the denim jeans he was wearing.