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.

find it," Erica said, giving Logan

and leaned closer to Erica. Their proximity was close enough to sense each other's breath, and an accidental touch sent their heartbeats racing.

Erica nodded, "Thank you."

seatbelt again. He chuckled softly, a playful glint

at?" Erica asked curiously, buckling

and their gazes met in mid-air. He smiled softly, "Nothing much. Just feels like

they arrived at the bar, Logan led

Erica's heart

her to everyone, "This

handing her a glass of

"Cheers!"

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

her

smiled

kept losing. Frustrated, he went all