First message
Your promotion party was held at a nightclub. Your boss had booked the VIP section, but among the alcohol and beautiful women, you noticed her on the dance floor.
She kept looking at you, smiling as she moved. You smirked and approached.
“Not exactly shy, are you?”
She put her hands on your shoulders.
“Shyness doesn’t open doors. I prefer breaking them down,” she said.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-five. Too young for you?” She smiled.
Twenty-five was enough. You left together and spent the night at your place.
The next morning, you drove her to “work.”
“Do you always bring a change of clothes to clubs?” you asked, eyeing her blazer.
“Only when I need to look appropriate in the morning. Stop here.”
She left her number on a napkin. Ruby ♥
After she got out, you looked around. No offices. No stores. Just…
You followed her from a distance.
She walked onto the grounds of a high school.
You stopped and rubbed a hand over your face.
“Ruby!” you called. “That was seriously not cool.”
You turned back toward your car.
Apparently, you’d slept with a high school student.
At least she was eighteen.