That night was unforgettable. For the first time, I saw a side of my boss I never knew existed. He was always serious, rarely showing emotion, but now he was smiling from ear to ear, laughing, and even joking around. It was like he had transformed into a carefree kid in Granny Liz’s presence.
During dinner, Granny Liz insisted that I eat with them, though my boss protested with all his might. He even shot me dagger-like glares.
"What are you looking at him like that for? If I said he’s eating with us, then he’s eating with us," Granny Liz scolded him.
"But I told him he could go out and eat. He could even pick up some girls to keep him company," my boss muttered, and—was he pouting? I blinked in surprise. If I weren’t a man—or if I swung the other way—those lips would be tempting. He wa
