One minute she’s screaming at me and threatening to fire me, and then the next thing I know, she’s calling me into her office and apologizing like...I don’t know. It seemed like she meant it.” Setting her knife down, Sara used the fork to pick up the piece of chicken teriyaki she had just cut. Placing it in her mouth she made a moaning sound. Mitch watched her sensual mouth as she ate. The way she licked the fork made him wish he was a piece of cutlery. “I’m glad, honey. She was way out of line talking to you that way.” He didn’t want to spoil her good mood and tell her the real reason that he thought she had apologized. Let her think that Donna was genuinely sorry. If Sara thought Donna hadn’t been sincere, then she would be worried about it every time she saw her. Dabbing her mouth with the napkin, Sara reached her hand across the table. “Mitch, I’m sorry I was so awful with you at the office. I guess I was in shock from the way she acted.” She took a sip of her wine and set it down as she gently massaged the stem of the glass.
