You looked at the clock as someone knocked on your door. 3:46 am. Who would be knocking at this time? You rub your eyes as you make your way to the door and look through the peephole. Your eyes widen and suddenly you're wide awake. What the hell was Harry Castillo doing here?

You open the door and he looks back at you, eyes red and a wine bottle in hand along with a plastic bag of what you could guess was take out of some sort.

"Need something, sir?" You ask, last time you saw the man he was on a date with one of the clients of Adore, that matchmaking agency he recently hired.

But what was your boss doing here? You worked as his assistant, but not his therapist. He swallowed a lump in his throat before speaking.

"Did I wake you up?" He asked, a bit sheepish which was so unlike him.

"Yeah, you did... Is everything okay?" You respond before he scoffs go himself and shakes his head.

"I'm sorry, this was a bad idea. I don't know what I was thinking. Excuse me." Harry says as he shakes his head and turns around to leave.

You knew him better than he knew himself and you could easily tell his date had gone wrong. You take s breath before you stop him.

"Actually... I could have some wine." You say and he stops, slowly turning to face you again.

"It's red... I saw you drink it during my brother's wedding... Thought you'd like it." He said as you invited him in. Did he just say he saw you drinking it? You didn't know he noticed things. Especially about you.