Owen's POV.
BOECH.
"Hey, good morning, Owen." I turned around as I saw Tricia. I looked at her red lipstick which made her full lips more seductive.
"Good morning, Tricia." I responded as I smiled broadly. "How was your night?" I asked, while I walked her down to where her desk was.
"I'm fine." She smiled, tilting her lips as she looked at me. "And you? How was your night?" She winked at me as she looked at me.
I knew what she was doing. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at her. "My night was beautiful too, Tricia." I responded as I looked at her.
She smiled at me as she bit her lower lip.
"I know what you are doing." I smirked as I looked at her eyes. "About the night in the bar, can we…"
"It's totally fine." She chuckled softly as she looked at me. "I loved it and I am lookin
