A One Night Stand With My Boss

Erica gently shook her head, a shy smile spreading across her face. “I didn’t dare think about it. I was afraid you’d be too busy. Did you miss me?”

Logan, with his hand on the steering wheel, looked into her eyes and said in a low, seductive voice, “I can’t think about you too much, or you might end up sneezing nonstop.”

Erica looked down, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Why didn’t you show up last time I asked you out?” Logan asked, and his voice was deep.

Erica looked up. Her eyes were wide with innocence. “I was afraid that if I went out, I might never be able to go back.”

Logan raised an eyebrow, chuckling lightly, “So you think I’m a bad guy?”

Erica slowly blinked and hummed in affirmation.

Logan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice lowered, “Then why did you agree to come out this time?”

Erica stared into his eyes. The smile on her lips deepened. “Because... I’m not exactly a good girl either.”

A flicker of understanding passed through Logan’s eyes as he nodded meaningfully.

“Why can’t I adjust the seat?” Erica pretended to be busy.

“Right there.” Logan pointed to the seat adjustment button.

“I can’t find it,” Erica said, giving Logan a puzzled look.

Logan smiled slightly, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned closer to Erica. Their proximity was close enough to sense each other’s breath, and an accidental touch sent their heartbeats racing.

Logan pressed the seat adjustment button and then looked up at Erica. “Is that better?”

Erica nodded, “Thank you.”

Logan smiled and settled back into his seat, fastening his seatbelt again. He chuckled softly, a playful glint in his eyes.

“What are you laughing at?” Erica asked curiously, buckling up as well.

Logan slowly lifted his head, and their gazes met in mid-air. He smiled softly, “Nothing much. Just feels like the distance between us is getting closer.”

When they arrived at the bar, Logan led Erica into the private room.

As they entered, everyone began to cheer. Erica’s heart skipped a beat, and she softly acknowledged.

Logan introduced her to everyone, “This is Erica.”

Everyone warmly welcomed her, handing her a glass of wine.

“Cheers!”

Someone suggested playing a game of odds and evens, and Erica joined in. To her surprise, she won every round.

One of the guys, slightly buzzed, challenged her to another round, “Let’s play again, beautiful.”

“Sure,” Erica smiled and agreed.

As the game went on, the guy kept losing. Frustrated, he went all in, “Fifteen!” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Erica spread both hands.

The man showed one hand.

“You lost!” the man shouted joyfully.

At that moment, Logan held Erica’s hand, smiling, “Only ten.”

“Damn! Logan, you’re cheating,” the man complained.

Logan and Erica, however, looked into each other’s eyes. There was an special air surrounding them as if they were the only two in the room.

Erica laughed shyly.

“If you and your girlfriend are going to cheat like that, just tell me to drink up,” the man said mournfully.

“Drink up, buddy,” Logan replied with a laugh, still holding Erica’s hand. Their hands were tightly clasped, seemingly unwilling to part.

The man downed his drink and shook his head. “I’m done playing.”

Logan gazed at Erica, asking deeply, “Will you be my girlfriend?”

Erica didn’t speak, just smiled and nodded.

“From now on, wherever you go, you have to take me with you,” Logan said, pulling her hand to his lips and kissing the back of it gently.

Erica smiled without a word. She had been interested in this man since the first time they met.