Being a Jonathan came with a sense of adventure, a sense of entitlement, and a bad habit for getting into trouble. Gillian had never had much trouble living up to the family name. While she had spent the majority of her youth being the wild child of the family, she had since cleaned up her act. She left being the mess to her younger sister while she attempted the life of a responsible adult. While it went well for the most part, Gillian couldn’t help the frustration that living life responsibly was rather dull. There was still room for a little bit of fun, wasn’t there? Gillian walked into her father’s office, grinning as she noticed one of the guys that worked for him. She might not have ever caught his name, but she’d caught him staring at her more than once. That could be fun. Without hesitation she made her way over to his desk, slipping onto it as she looked at the worker. “Hey handsome.”