Chapter Thirty Seven

Rory’s POV

‘Are we all ready to get our drink on?’ Celeste calls out excitedly, wiggling her hips as she steps around separator, that divides her cubicle from mine. ‘I also invited Luna to come with us’ she adds, as I push away from my desk, standing up, before leaning over and powering down my computer, before grabbing my bag from underneath.

Straightening up, I look over to where Celeste is pointing to find a mousy haired young woman in her early twenties, with big framed glasses perched on her nose. Her chestnut hair is pulled up in a tight bun, and she is looking like she’d rather be anywhere than in our office with Celeste right now.

Grabbing my arm, Celeste tugs me toward the woman, and I take in her prim button up shirt and knee length tweed skirt over pa……