As I made my way out of my office, my mind was still preoccupied with thoughts of Stacy and our evening plans. I was looking forward to spending time with her, and the anticipation put a slight smile on my face.
However, my pleasant reverie was interrupted when Amy suddenly appeared by my side, holding out a paper bag with a somewhat nervous expression. Her sudden presence took me by surprise, and I couldn't help but furrow my brow in curiosity as I accepted the bag.
"What's this?" I inquired, my tone a mix of curiosity and puzzlement. It wasn't every day that Amy offered me something, and her actions seemed rather out of character.
Amy, appearing somewhat shy, responded, "I baked some biscuits for you and Stacy, Mr. Carlton."
Brian, who happened to be nearby, took the paper bag from m
