Emily ate the breakfast her dangerously handsome boss brought her, and she would often moan her appreciation. She liked muffins, and she wondered how he had guessed.
He didn’t want to have anything, claiming he had eaten already, but did watch her eat with an amused expression on.
It was close to 11:30 am when she told him in a soft voice, “I need to head out. I want to go to the cemetery.”
“Are you throwing me out, Miss Emily Nill?” He said in a mock shocked voice.
She smiled slightly at that.
“Hit the nail on the head, huh?” He pursed his lips slightly.
“It’s not like that,” she told him sweetly, trying to placate him. “I just…”
“I’ll accompany you,” his words albeit spoken softly were determined.
Her smile broadened and she nodded at him.
“I’ll go change then,” she anno
