Makena’s POV
I was planning to be detached from the lot of them, but alcohol and a bubbly personality apparently tend to get me to open up. Somehow, I had gotten roped into having a girls’ night in with them. They seem different than my previous coworkers but only time would tell. Once Declan came back the atmosphere turned charged. Serena openly flirted with him. We all looked at her strangely. And yet Declan didn’t seem to be bothered by her question. “You want to help me pick out a gift for my mom?”
“Yeah? I mean what better way to get to know the accomplished and competent assistant than helping you with this.”
Cynthia spoke with slurred words. We hadn’t noticed she had taken several more drinks during that time frame. “Y-yeah! We sh-should all help you. *hic* Y-you n-n-need a wo-wo
