The man intently stared at the woman. He was inwardly contemplating if he should take her question as an honest innocent sin, or if it was a part of her training to put him into a sensuous dilemma.Whatever was in Denny's mind was too difficult for Trisha to get even the simplest grasp of it. And as the client was too silent, it made her fear for herself, thinking she might have crossed a line.
"I'm so sorry for asking..." She apologetically murmured, with her chin almost pinning her chest.
Trisha felt awkward about him staring at her with an unreadable facial expression. He didn't look mad, but by not answering, the service girl mistook it as he did not like being asked of anything.
"I will tell you about that later," he answered. "Tell me, Trish, what made you decide to work here?"
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