Lucy was scared, and a little panicked but mostly she was mortified. She knew what the guys in the office thought of her, saw their heads turn as she walked past and would catch them staring, but beyond wearing a few tight fitting dresses, she was always sensible and smart. She'd fought hard to maintain a great reputation for being capable and efficient, an asset to the team. Yet here she was pinned to the floor, forced into f*****g some guy from the office.
She didn't know Freddie well, but she knew enough to know he was one of the good ones. He seemed to genuinely listen when she'd complain about her day if they crossed paths at the coffee machine. Of all her peers outside her direct team, she tended to interact with him the most. He'd made her laugh once or twice when she really needed
