Oh, how fate comes back to bite people in the ass. Valeria thought she could just keep this relationship established as a friends-with-benefits sort of thing.

She was so wrong. You were sweet, but she didn't want to fall in love with anyone.

Would she be leading you on if she did this?

You sat on her lap as she did paperwork, one of her arms snaked around your waist.

"Hand me that stamp, would you, cariño?" She asked sweetly, which you complied.