After Hours

by Jawadde

We've been office mates for a while, and we've gotten along for the most part. There's some attraction, I'm sure of it, but we've never taken things beyond that. Until tonight, that is. You ask me to go out and unwind with you and your friends. It gets steamy on the dance floor, and the tension is palpable. I couldn't help but be drawn to you, especially with the way you're looking at me. I thought it would end like that, a fiery exchange of stares before I go home alone. But then you ask me to come home with you, and of course I do. Who on earth can ever say no to that?