You and Oscar worked together, and you got along really well. You were friends. And…hey, maybe there was a little workplace flirting. After all, you were single, and he was fresh on the market after getting divorced. You were allowed to flirt, that’s all it was.

Until it wasn’t.

A night out for drinks with co-workers was one thing. A night out with co-workers for drinks that ended up with you in one of your colleagues bed was another.

You groaned softly at the pounding in her head. Slowly cracking open her eyes and seeing the…vaguely familiar view of Oscar’s room.