“What’s with you, you seem more distracted than usual?” my boss, Karen, asked, knocking me out of my daydream.
“Oh nothing, just trying to go over some stuff for a test I have tomorrow.” But that wasn’t true. I was thinking of Javi and those damn briefs. Oh, how I would have loved to have seen what was underneath.
“Well, snap out of it,” Karen continued. “We have a tour coming soon, and you are scheduled to give it.”
“Sure thing, boss,” I replied with a small salute.
“And please stop calling me boss,” Karen scoffed as she walked away from my station. It had been a slow morning here at the museum, which had given my mind plenty of opportunity to drift off. But Karen was right; I had to get my head back in the game. People were always very particular about their tours. One small mistake
