Standing on the balcony, outside my boss's apartment, wearing only my underwear?
Not how I expected to start my Saturday morning.
I guess I should've thought harder about going home with my sexy new gym instructor, especially since I had no idea the guy was married.
When he pushed me outside five seconds before his wife walked through the door, I jumped one balcony over. I thought it would be less embarrassing for a total stranger to find me than his wife.
That was a smart move.
So here I am, wearing next to nothing and freezing my ass off, staring through the living room window at my young, sexy, and very intimidating boss, Chase Winston.
I have two choices: I can sit here and try to think of another way out of this and risk dying of hypothermia. Or I can suck it up and knock on that window.
After a long, internal argument with myself, I choose option two.
Here goes nothing...
Contains mature themes.
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