by Mia Archer
"What would make you say that?" Nicole asked.
"You seem like the kind of person who might need a drink or two when you get done with a day at the job."
I hated that anyone working for the company would feel like they needed to have a drink or two after a day at the job, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. Not now, at least. I could observe, though, and report on everything I saw. I was starting to wonder if maybe this Christine lady was the whole reason dad had sent me down to visit this particular department in the first place. I'd learned very early in life that he didn't leave much up to chance.
"I know a couple of places where we could stop and get a drink," Nicole said.
"What about dancing? The place definitely has to have dancing!"
Nicole blinked. "We’re in the business district. What makes you think anyplace around here would have dancing?"
"What? Are you telling me everybody decides they don't want to go out and have a good time when they get a real job? There's no meat market for people to meet up and hook up after work? Because if that's what you're saying, then I'm never leaving college ever!"
Nicole tapped a finger against her lips for a moment and then her face lit up. I was glad to see her face lighting up. I’d freely admit that I had an ulterior motive for getting her to a place like that. Sure I was enjoying my time with her, but I was also very interested in seeing what she looked like when she let loose. I had a feeling Nicole maybe had some moves, and they were moves I very much wanted to see.
Besides, I figured just watching her would be innocent enough. It seemed like it would be perfectly okay as long as we were doing it outside of the confines of the office. Outside of this building where dad's tendrils reached out into every facet of life. Sometimes I felt like he had eyes in the walls.
"I think I know a place like that," Nicole said. "But I'm sure it's not going to be like a college bar or anything like that. There might be people looking to hook up after work, but these are old boring people with jobs who have to be back at the office first thing in the morning."
"It sounds wonderful," I said.
And so I found myself sitting at a dive bar not too far from the building. At least it was a dive by the standards of the campus bars I was used to, and that was saying something. But they did have a dance floor. I suppose I'd asked for a dance floor. I just never specified that it had to be a dance floor in a moderately classy joint.
I took a sip of my beer and looked out over the crowd.
"This is a lot more depressing than I thought it would be when I asked you to take me here," I said. Looking out at the dance floor wasn’t putting me in a mood to go out there myself. Nicole certainly wasn’t making any move out there. She seemed just fine hanging out by the bar nursing a beer.
Damn it.
"Hey, you asked for dancing. You didn't say it had to be pretty," Nicole replied right back.
I smiled and raised my beer in a salute to her and the echo of my own thoughts. I suppose the old phrase about being careful what you asked for were still true. Or maybe it was be careful what you wished for. It worked just the same in this situation.
Well if dancing wasn’t in the cards then at least I could go for conversation. Figure out what made Nicole tick.
"So what did you want to do before you got stuck working for dragon lady?" I asked.
Nicole looked out over the dance floor and sighed. A bunch of middle-aged or older people out there busting a move to songs that hadn’t been popular on the charts for at least a couple decades. Probably not since before I was born.
"Certainly not working for dragon lady," Nicole said. "I suppose it's the usual stuff. Do my job. Be good at it. Go up the corporate ladder and be recognized for my accomplishments."
She punctuated that last bit by letting out a sarcastic "ha!" I smiled and shook my head. It was a shame a talent like this was being wasted because of poor middle-management.
"You never know," I said. "Maybe something good will happen to you eventually."
"At this company?" Nicole asked. "I don't see that happening. But it's a nice stepping stone. A job you put up with for a couple of years while you frantically look for work somewhere else where your boss isn’t a total bitch!" She frowned. “Assuming your current total bitch of a boss doesn’t do her best to sabotage you when you move. People stopped telling her where they were going after she called one place and lied through her teeth to tank some guy’s job offer. I still don’t know how she didn’t get sued for that one.”
I shook my head and raised my beer one final time. They clinked together. "Here's to not working for total bitches!"
"No worries about having that experience while you're working as my intern," she said. And then she surprised me by kicking her head back and downing her entire bottle of beer. My eyes went wide as I witnessed this incredible feat of alcohol consumption. She slammed the beer down and smiled.
"Come on! The night's just getting started!" Nicole said.
I had a brief thought in the back of my head that this was the sort of thing dad wouldn't approve of, but then I decided fuck it. My entire life had consisted of doing things he wouldn't approve of, and I didn't see why that should change now that I was working directly under his thumb.
And so I waved the bartender over and ordered another round. Nicole tried to protest, but I held up a hand and told her it was my treat. The night was young, after all, and I figured there would be plenty of time for her to pick up a round or two.
I don't know what I'd expected when I started my internship at the company, but it certainly wasn't this captivating girl sitting before me. Captivating? Yeah, I suppose that was the best way to describe her. I was intrigued. I wanted to get to know her better.
Whatever. Tonight was a night for having fun, getting blasted, and toasting our new working relationship. I just needed to remember to put particular emphasis on the working part of that phrase, lest I get myself in trouble.
But damn could I have some fun getting in trouble with this girl!
Want More?
Like what you just read? Check out the rest!
The Intern. Available at Amazon and in Kindle Unlimited!
More from Mia
There’s more waiting for you! Keep reading for sample chapters from the best selling lesbian romance: The Intern!
Want to know when I release new sexy stories? Sure you do! Subscribe to the Mia Archer mailing list for all the latest updates and book news!
Sign up at: http://miaarcher.com/subscribe/
Thanks for downloading this story and supporting me! Check out my catalog, all now available on Kindle Unlimited:
The Mia Archer catalog, all your wildest fantasies in one convenient location!
Also by Mia Archer
Novels
Falling in love wasn’t on Amber’s radar. Especially with another woman. Only life and love don’t have to make sense as she explores a new world with a secretive online lover!
The boss trying to prove herself with a new intern. The intern who’s secretly the CEO’s daughter. A forbidden love that complicates everything. Who said love in the workplace was easy?
Anna and Erin were the best of the best looking for fun in their geeky game of choice, but they’ll discover there’s a thin line between love and competition!
Claire and Allison are star-crossed lovers who get a second chance at their five year reunion!
Night Terror is the greatest villainess in the world, and she has to find a way to defeat sexy new superhero Fialux. Oh, and she’s totally in love with her new archenemy. What could go wrong?
Novellas
A spacefaring captain on a mission of revenge finds lust and love in the unlikeliest of places out amongst the stars.
nter>
