Temptress

20|Eat

Elliot's POV

I watched as her serious expression softened, a gentle smile slowly spreading across her face.

Should I be scared?

"So what is it going to be?" I asked. "Mmm?"

I feel bad for her.

She is obviously lonely and desperate for a friend.

Her loneliness might run so deep that she mistakes it for desire for me.

However, this newfound lust I have for her isn't going to last.

It's not fair for me to act on it.

It's not fair for her, Olivia, or Blake.

I need to suppress it because I know that it will pass.

Whatever is happening to me won't last long.

"Just treat me like a friend more than an employee," she said, the pity in her eyes raging. "At least for the remainder of this trip."

"I can do that," I nodded. "But as soon as things go back to normal when we return. Strictly business."

Her smile grew wider. "So does this mean I get to call you Elliot now?"

"You've been doing it all along so how can I stop you now?" I returned a smile to her.

Barry suddenly approached us with two plates of his delicious pizza.

"This one's for ya," he said, sliding mine in front of me. "And here's a special one for Missy."

She smiled as her eyes glanced over the enormous pizza in front of her.

Barry always gave good portions.

"Thanks, Barry," I said as I shook his hand.

"Anything for you, enjoy," he smiled before returning to the back.

I'd always made big donations here.

One year, he said I was the only reason they'd manage to stay open.

"I don't even think I can eat half of this," she muttered as her glance became more terrified than excited.

I laughed. "No one's forcing you to do that. Barry will just box it up for you."

"Okay?" I asked and she nodded. "Good, dig in."

She picked up a slice and took a bite of it.

I subconsciously held my breath as I waited for a response.

Her whole body froze.

"Come on, you're making me anxious. Is it good or not?"

She furrowed her eyebrows as she took another bite...then another...and another until the slice was gone.

"This," she picked up another slice. "This is like comfort food at its finest."

I finally let go of my breath as relief filled me.

"I told you it's good," I said as I picked up my slice.

"This place deserves more recognition," she said as she picked up her third slice.

Seeing her reach for that third slice made me genuinely happy.

More happy than I should be.

Finally, someone gave my favourite food a try.

I offered Olivia and Blake a chance here, but I got turned down.

Olivia claimed that it was nasty and Blake said the place was too lower classed for him.