"Johnny, are you sure I can't come with you?" Molly's hazel eyes were swimming with hope and John reached his hand out for hers.
"Sweetheart, you need to stay here. It's not like I'll be gone all day, I'll be back to pick you up after work."
"I know." She sulked.
"Hey, don't make this so hard for me. Make people think you're in charge today, boss them around."
Molly knew he was trying to be encouraging but Sam's words about the men judging her for not wearing a bra and how Pete disliked knowing that the two HR reps were a couple, rang in her head.
"I'm pretty sure everyone thinks I'm kinda slutty. Sam said he heard talk about the way I dress."
John sighed. "Don't listen to crap. You dress modestly, I can barely convince you to wear anything except a button down even on Fridays. Besi
