I got you something," he said, pulling away from my mouth, lust flickering in his eyes.
What am I supposed to do with those looks when they never go anywhere anymore, Scott?
He set a velvet box down onto the table, turned it towards me and opened it up.
"It's an anxiety ring. Not the fanciest thing for you to get as your first piece of jewellery from me, but," he explained, holding his hand out for me to give him mine.
"It's so cute," I said, letting him put it on my finger.
"I'm not going to stop asking you to go to therapy or quit this job, but in the meantime, maybe this will help. How it works is—"
"I know how it works," I said, twisting the band around my finger. "Thank you. You're very sweet."
"Hello, my coffee?" Mindy called out and I couldn't help but giggle.
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