It was another dull day at his desk for Max. He had been slogging through endless spreadsheets and reports for hours with no end in sight. The dull hum of the office and the sound of computer keys had become so familiar that he barely noticed them anymore.
He looked up and saw Claire across the room. She was talking to one of the managers, her long brunette hair falling over her face. Max had always had a thing for Claire. That almond shaped face with those striking brown eyes and those perky breasts. She was the kind of girl that made every man in the office turn their head.
As she walked back to her desk, she caught Max's eye and gave him a coy smile. Something about that moment felt different. They had exchanged flirtatious glances before, but this time felt more intense. Max's heart rate quickened as he looked away, his thoughts racing.
Later that afternoon, as everyone else was leaving, Max decided to make his move. He walked over to Claire's desk and asked if she wanted to join him for a drink. She hesitated for a moment before nodding and packing up her things. They walked to the bar down the street, laughing and joking along the way.