Hey guys! I am so sorry this wasn't up until now, my adorably adorkable boyfriend kidnapped me for the weekend, knowing I needed to get away. It was a staycation but we didn't do any computer or social media stuff, except for me having my phone in case my dad needed me. Anyways, he comes home tomorrow so I was able to spend time at the apartment and upload this chapter...three days late. I hope you enjoy this and I promise the next one will be up by Friday at the latest.
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Sharon stood in front of her closet, glaring at her clothing hanging neatly in a line. She had already went through her wardrobe one and found nothing she was satisfied with. She knew she should have gone shopping when she had the chance but between the 8 hour management courses and Emily's recital she ended up not having the time. Granted those courses were mostly review, as she used to help her dad manage his small pizza shop during her entire childhood. Things did change and advance, but 8 hours a day for four days was a little too much. She, of course, made it all through with flying colors, even earning an early dismissal from the course her final day, which she was very grateful for, having Emily's recital later that evening.

Coming back to her current predicament, Sharon sudden smiled as her eyes narrowed on an article of clothing she had forgotten about. It was fairly easy to miss as there wasn't much to it, and it was towards the back. Sharon rarely had a need to wear skirts, only really wearing them on the occasional court date…or when Gavin decided to drag her ass out for drinks and a wing woman. She knew a thing or two about this club so wearing pants wouldn't really score her any points. Pulling the skirt from the closet and taking it off the hanger Sharon's smile widened, it would be perfect, now to find the right shirt…

Andy had to take a deep breath and physically stop his jaw from dropping as he saw the woman standing before him. He awkwardly moved to the side to let her in after he realized he was just staring at her. He missed the smirk that had formed on the woman's lips, feeling eyes following her every move has she heads towards the leather chair in front of his desk, gracefully slipping into the chair, crossing her legs as she waited, her skirt slipping a little higher. Andy quickly moved to sit behind his wooden desk, trying to avoid an embarrassing moment while telling his libido to cool it.

Working in the new club for the past 6 months of its existence, he has seen his fair share of bare skin, but nothing prepared him for his reaction to this red head's outfit. His eyes automatically went straight for her legs, seeing her sleek black six in stilettos gracing her feet, making her legs seem even longer. Her black skirt fell just short of her knees, making her leg line impossible to ignore, clinging to her like a second skin. Her matching black jacket was unbuttoned and fitted like her skirt, letting him see the emerald green deep V blouse she had on underneath, a black lace kami cutting off his view of the deep cleavage he knew was there, which he was grateful for. Her makeup was impeccable and her lips were stained a deep burgundy…extremely kissable, he thought.

Shuffling through his papers he finally looked up into her eyes, the green orbs sparkling as she quickly took in his nervous habits.

"Good afternoon, you must be Sharon O'Dwyer…I am Andrew Flynn, it is a pleasure to meet you."

To Sharon's credit, she did a damn good job at keeping her impassiveness during her interaction with this handsome silver haired gentleman before her. It was very obvious to her how he became an Assistant Manager. He was very easy on the eyes, looking amazing in his three piece suit, wearing a tie that ironically matched her blouse, sleek and black it made him look sophisticated but not stuffy. He was extremely charismatic and attentive, remembering details that was in her resume without having to look down and asking questions seeming genuinely interested in her answers. What drew her most to him, however, were his eyes. The chocolate brown orbs captivated her attention, making it very hard to pay attention to what he was actually saying. They were very warm and inviting, making you feel like you could instantly trust every single word he was saying, even if it was complete bullshit; but what got her most was that she saw flickers of something when she mentioned her daughter or dancing. She had a very good feeling she knew what that emotion was, but decided she didn't want to dwell in the all too familiar feeling.

Sharon smiled gratefully, ignoring the jolt that ran through her when her hand was gently taken into Andy's. He told her that she was absolutely perfect for the job, from her background to her personality he knew she would be an asset, and a perfect replacement for him. The interview went remarkably well, both of them not realizing almost an hour had passed. Sharon thanked Andy again for the wonderful opportunity she was being given and couldn't wait to start. Andy laughed at her eagerness, telling her the pleasure was all his and wished her a good day, not before throwing her a wink. Sharon blushed slightly and turned to walk towards her car, swaying her hips slightly knowing he was watching her walk away.

As she unlocked her car and slid in she sighed softly, leaning her head against her headrest.
"No." She scolded herself, "No, no, no, for all you know he could be the second in command in this whole operation, he is totally and completely off limits…"
Sharon knew that telling herself this really had no effect on how she actually felt, her gut telling her that he is a good person, someone she would really like to know better…
"Shit…"

Emily smiled as her mom walked into the kitchen area, putting water on the stove and getting her favorite tea out of the cupboard. For the past few days she had noticed that her mom has been a little distracted. Emily figured it was just from getting ready to start her 'new job' after being out of the field for two years, but looking at her now, Emily knew the exact reason for her distraction…and it wasn't just nerves.

"You are looking nice today Mom." Emily commented from her seat at the dining room table.
"Oh…thank you sweetheart." Sharon replied, looking strangely at her daughter, tea steaming in her hand. She could tell her daughter was up to something by the angle of her head and a gleam in her hazel eyes.
"I thought you were just going to look at the restaurant."
"I am, Andy said to dress casual so I did, I was thinking of grabbing dinner for us two…"
"Andy?" Emily retorted, eyebrows slightly raised.

When Sharon had explained everything she could to her daughter she had always referred to her new boss as Mr. Flynn, so when "Andy" came out of her mother's mouth Emily just couldn't let the opportunity fall away.

Sharon just rolled her eyes and waved a hand in response, taking a sip of her tea.
"Yes…Andy…that's his name, and when he called to confirm our 1pm meeting he said to just call him by his name, considering we are going to be colleagues, have a problem with that?"
Emily smirked at her mom's sarcastic tone, "Oh no, not at all, just clarifying."

Sharon just hummed in response, taking another sip of her tea, eyeing her daughter suspiciously. When nothing else was said, Sharon retreated back to her bedroom to finish getting ready, still having her hair and makeup to do. Emily just smiled and shook her head at her mom's retreating form. She knew her mom well, having a great relationship with her all her life, getting especially close after so called father was rightfully thrown out. She saw her mother cry at night when he first got thrown out, thinking her daughter was sound asleep before finally letting her emotions release. She saw as Gavin dressed up and practically drug her mom out of the house, two weeks after her parents' divorce was finalized. She even helped her mom pick out an outfit when she had a second date with a doctor…though the date didn't end up so well, for him at least. So when her mom came out in her favorite skinny jeans, boots, and the blouse she knew her mom wore to her interview, sans jacket and cami, Emily knew that her new boss had her thrown her mom's entire world of kilter…and she couldn't be happier about it.

Sharon put the finishing touches on her makeup, looking at herself in the mirror. She didn't think she looked to made up at all, her hair loosely curled and she had very neutral makeup…if she just happened to look really good in the outfit she was wearing it was just a happy coincidence. Sharon snorted, coincidence my ass. She and Andy had a great conversation on the phone. He had only called to confirm their meeting, but something had prompted her to start asking a few questions, work related of course, but her few easy questions turned into an almost thirty minute conversation about work, and the stories about what has happened there. The way he talked had put her at ease about her thoughts running through her mind that he may be involved, feeling almost giddy as she hung up the phone.

Taking one last look in the mirror, Sharon gave herself approval and walked out of the room, grabbing her cardigan from the chair. Kissing her daughter on the head, she grabbed her keys and headed for the door, telling Emily to be good and she would see her later, before she stepped out into the hallway she heard Emily's voice.

"Mom?"

Sharon turned around, eyes falling on her now grinning daughter,

"You look good."