BRIANNA

I stared after Mr. Adrian as he exited the club with his drunk friend, who was mumbling incoherently. He looked incredibly hot in his outfit. I didn’t even realize I’d been standing there, staring, until I heard someone clear their throat behind me.

“You were totally staring at him,” Cherry said casually.

“Was I?” I asked, feeling dumb.

“Snap out of it, dumbhead. He’s gone already!” Cherry yelled playfully in my ear, jolting me from my trance.

“Your boss really ...