"Am I… drunk?" Sienna whispered, blinking slowly.
Then she laughed.
"Nope. No way. I'm still… very professional."
She raised her glass slightly.
"To professionalism."
But then she fumbled, and the wine nearly spilled on her.
"Ups! Okay… maybe slightly drunk."
Her attention was distracted when her phone vibrated on the table.
She squinted at it, grabbing it with slightly delayed reflexes.
"Arrived home." From: Mia
"See? I didn't go to the bar." From: Riley
She stared at the messages with Riley's selfie in his house's parking lot.
"…Good for you," she mumbled and ignored them completely.
But as she placed her phone down—
A face appeared in her mind, Zachary. Mr. Calm. Mr. Handsome. Mr. Dangerous-for-her-sanity.
Her eyes widened slightly as she stared at her cell phone. Slowly, her heart pounded when she started to hear her own thoughts.
'Girl, you should call him!'
Sienna shook her head, trying to clear her mind, but she failed.
