Tanisha hated Mondays. And who doesn’t? Fresh out of the weekend, still hung over from the bars and the freedom and the hot sex from strangers she would never see again.

She grumbled into her coffee as she took a sip, falling tiredly into her chair while turning on her computer. Her Boss would soon arrive and she needed to get his schedule nailed down so he wouldn’t talk her ear off.
Her phone pinged on the table and a quick look revealed it was one of the guys she met at the bar last night. They had exchanged numbers and other things in the bar’s bathroom.

Tanisha sighed, silenced her phone and continued her work. She never went back for seconds with any man. It icked her to no end when they developed feelings she didn’t need. But there was one man she would go back for seconds, thirds and even fourths if she was given a chance.

The elevator dinged open in front of her desk and her boss sauntered out, the spicy scent of his cologne crowding the space, turning her...