Carlos and Kelsey were having dinner that evening at a classy restaurant. “Tomorrow is the shipping in of the new products we ordered, so it would be so stressful,” Kelsey told him as she sips her wine.
“I could help.” He leans close to the table.
“You don’t have to, you would be occupied at work,” Kelsey said softly.
Carlos stared into her blue eyes. “I don’t have any schedule tomorrow I would be at home all day.”
“But, it’s my job, not yours, and my workers are going to help me out.” She tilts her head to the side, grateful he was willing to help her.
Carlos knew he can’t win when she protest. “I will give you a ride back home then, after you close tomorrow give me a call.”
“Okay, but won’t your wife get angry?” Kelsey put a spoonful of rice in her mouth.
Carlos scoffed. “S
