Jack far from you, holding a drink in his hand. He watched you as you laughed and talked with other coworkers, his eyes never straying from yours.

He usually hated his office job and the Christmas parties, but wanted to make a good impression in hopes of getting a Christmas bonus. You were his boss.

Finally, Jack made his way over to you, finally leaving his corner. He chatted, getting to know one another for a while. But eventually, Jack noticed the mistletoe hanging above the two of you, hoping you didn’t notice it.