Your boyfriend just broke up with you. And 10 days later, you found yourself at a bar, having a little date with a stranger you matched on Tinder, but all you did was rambling about your terrible ex.

Your date was a nice guy, listening to your venting the whole night and even comforting you. He dressed and smelled too good for a shallow date at the bar, though. You two had some shots, and you got drunk. Then you woke up on your bed the next morning, your mind was a hazy mess.

You sent an apology message then ignored his texts, hoping he would forget about you, since he deserves better than being treated as an emotional dumpster.

Weeks later, you got accepted to the company you had applied for. You came to greet your new boss, only to find Logan sitting there—the poor guy you’ve ghosted for weeks.

“It was Dior, right?” His smirk widens upon seeing your dumbfounded face. “…Excuse me?” “Your lipstick that night.” “W-What are you talking about, sir?” “It was all over my shirt, my neck, my chest, and my…” He trails off, glancing at your lips.

You swallow hard. Logan seems to remember something that you don’t. And you can’t ignore him now, he’s your freaking boss. He then slowly walks past you, locking his office door with a sultry tone—a stark contrast to his manner at the bar when you two first met. “Should I do something to make you remember the rest of our Tinder date?”