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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?”

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Morning After | Florence and Andrew

Florence couldn’t really remember much, she had gone to work as normal and she suggested that her and Andrew should go out for drinks to celebrate her birthday. Florence was always a fan of celebrating and she was looking forward to spending some time with Andrew outside of work. She was slightly disappointed that he wasn’t there at the New Years Eve party, so this was going to make up for it.

The sun came peering through her bedroom and she groaned at the thought of waking up. she was not looking forward to the hangover she was going to have. Florence thought to herself that she may as well go back to sleep and it was then she heard the soft breathing of someone else in the room. She slowly looked over and saw the face of her boss lying next to her. “Shit.” She said softly, looking at the scattered clothes around the room, giving away what must of happened. “Shit.” She cursed again.

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Andrew wasn’t able to make it to the New Years celebration. New Years was a great day for business because drunk partiers always made there way to a food truck for affordable drunken snacks. It was just too good of a business night for Andrew to pass up with the responsibility of owning his own business. However, he wasn’t going to miss celebrating the birthday of his friend and co-worker, Florence. So when she asked if he wanted to go get drinks to celebrate, he agreed without hesitation.

It had been a great night of drinking and celebrating, something he hadn’t done in a long time. The man was pushing forty and he was certainly feeling it this morning. This wasn’t just a hangover, this was a full on hit by a bus, might be dying, hangover. Putting his hand over his eyes to shield out the light, he tried to go back to sleep, but was startled by the voice of someone else. With a grunt, he begrudgingly opened his eyes and looked over to see Florence in bed beside him.

“Shit,” he echoed. “Uh, good morning?”

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