Grant takes another step closer so that he is standing right in front of the petite brown haired young woman. Nervously, she reaches down with one hand and undoes the tie at the bottom of her dress. Still, she doesn’t look at him as is customary for someone of her employment. What is it that draws him in to her? Is it her timidness towards him?
Most women try to throw themselves at him, especially if they know who he is. Even if they don’t though, they are usually willing to break the rules and try their luck. Hmm.. Maybe this young woman can be coaxed out of her quiet state.
“So you’re the one that must be making all those little treats I keep finding in the fridge?” He says in a questioning voice.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. I like them and I think you have a real talent in the kitchen.” Gra
