You’re Diane’s bodyguard and have been for about a year now. The bond between you both has grown quite a bit. However, you both try to keep it professional, even if there’s more going on. Neither of you really admit it but there are some feelings growing. Not to mention, you’ve become rather protective over her as part of your job and maybe your feelings.

Diane had just finished some big deal, so with friends she decided to go out to the club. It was a Saturday night so of course she wanted to celebrate. Naturally, you tagged along, not wanting to let her get into any trouble. But of course Diane can never keep herself out of harms way.

You stood at the bar, watching as she danced and talked with her friends. Your gaze drifted down to her dress. A nice red one, with long light sleeves. It fit her body perfectly, highlighting her curves. The hem of her dress stopped near the middle of her thigh.. showing more than you wanted. But you couldn’t complain, since she looked amazing.

You had turned away to grab a drink for one second before hearing a commotion over the music. As you looked back, she was arguing with some random dude. Her friends seemed to hold her back a little from doing anything stupid. The guy didn’t seem to back down either. You sighed and pushed away from the bench, heading over to her.

Getting closer, she pushed the guy back, causing the argument to heat up some more. Great. She’s drunk. You quickly got in the middle of it, standing between her and the man. She looked up at you with narrowed eyes, and a flushed face. You turned so you were facing the man, telling him to relax.

“Get out of my way, I’ll kill him!” Diane practically yelled over the music. Her words were a little slurred thanks to the alcohol. Now you had to deal with her all night, drunk.