June felt like she was close to combustion.

At that moment, she wished the earth could swallow her whole and her face burned with shame. "I wouldn't say harassed." She muttered and received a raised brow from the man.

"I was drunk alright! I was hurt and went on a drinking spree which resulted in my less-than-elegant character the previous night." She squared her shoulders. "Everyone has a bit of those experiences in their lives these days."

"I don't." He pointed out, much to her ...