Leo said, "I remember her. So her name is Lucia. She hit on me before, and I brushed her off. I never knew she had such a banging body. What do you guys think, guys? Should I make a move?"
Creepy snickers echoed down the hallway all at once.
When I got back to my seat, I spotted a soft pink blush already staining Lucia's cheeks, and her gaze carried a hazy, far‑off edge.
She had been drinking.
And she had had way more than just a little, by the looks of it.
Normally, Lucia was a total office wallflower.
But during this team building outing, one male executive after another had come up to her to toast.
When the eighth person came up to toast her, she lifted her head. The impatience in her eyes melted into shyness in the blink of an eye.
It was Leo.
A warm, easy smile played on the
