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There was no skirting around the subject As much as I wanted to keep my relationship with Phillippe a secret, I was outed by a siathered up my newfound boldness and repeated my question, “What do you want to know?”

My mother looked aton her to answer ood Itout which one to ask first

I took another long sip froood, but I really needed so solid in my stomach I looked at the end of the counter and spotted a plate of her fluffy biscuits and strawberry jam

Mycook Her eyes remained fixed on me “Would you like a biscuit?”

Another trick question If I took the biscuit, she gained the upper hand If I didn’t, she still won because Iworn off and I really needed so to fill the hole in my food bank

I foolishly gave in “Yes, please” I started to get up

“No, let me” She walked down to the end of the counter, picked up the plate and jam and placed them in front of me “Bacon?”

I was definitely being set up She knew I loved bacon If I was headed to slaughter, I o on a full stomach I sed hard “Yes please”

I sliced open a warm biscuit, and piled on some butter and sweet strawberry jam on one half I bit down and savored the bite She fixed s and tomatoes and placed it in front of me “Thank you” She went back to her place on the other side of the counter This torture was nerve-wracking At least I had so in ation

“At what time in the past month did you decide to become a cliché?”

A cliché? I’ with et ahead On the contrary, if this relationship tanks, I et promoted because she didn’t have sex with her boyfriend slash boss

“I don’t understand” That was a lie

“Letan idiot?”

I wasn’t being an idiot either It wasn’t like I set out to fall for my boss It just happened At least that’s the answer I ca in bed

“I’ an idiot”