All for the Money
Why can't she keep her mouth shut?
"Pumpkin pie, huh? I like pumpkin pie," he smiled. Her pulse quickened. She had never seen him smile like this before.
"Wo...would you like to come over and have some?" she blurted out again without thinking.
Don't panic, Faith. This is Anthony DeMarco, your boss. Of course, he will say no. He has no time to go to his employee's houses to eat cheap desserts. He will definitely say no, she thought to herself.
"I would love to," Anthony declared.
Oh god, why?