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Florence would be lying if she said that she didn’t have a crush on her boss. She wasn’t sure if it was the fact they spent so much time together at work, finding another Brit in the town, or just the face he was so charming and handsome, it really was impossible not to have a crush on time. She really thought she could play it cool and just try to kiss him at midnight, this was not on her plans. She didn’t mean for things to go this far and now she had probably ruined her chances with him.
The blonde let out a laugh, she couldn’t think of what else to do at the moment. The whole situation was insane. “Good morning.” She said, looking over at him. There was no denying what had happened between them. Florence was trying to piece together what had happened but the whole night was just blank. She remembers getting to the club and forcing Andrew to take shots and dance with her but after that, it all just disappeared. “Is your head is bad as mine?” She asked, trying to break the ice.
With the pounding in his head, it was hard to entirely process what was happening. Any luck he had of piecing together the night before, definitely wasn’t coming together any time soon. “I’m going to go ahead and say mine is way worse. I am definitely too old to be drinking that much. I’ve never felt more my age than this moment,” he said with a bit of a chuckle, trying to not think about how bad this could be.
Of course, he had a thing for her. How could he not? However, while they got on well and sometimes it felt like she was flirting, he didn’t want to assume. Florence was beautiful, fully, and had a way of lighting up any room she was in. Andrew was a little over ten years older than her and surely someone has vibrant and beautiful as her wouldn’t want a man about to hit his forties and who owned a food truck. Plus, he was her boss and they had been drunk. Andrew hoped he didn’t fully fuck up. “Wild night, huh?”





















