Desiree
Adam entered our apartment shirtless. They had just brought dinner, so he was on time. I had opted to wait for him, and so did the food taster, Kalvin Wallberg, whom I had begged we no longer needed his service but insisted to continue tasting our food, had already eaten a fair share of the meal in the name of tasting. Tim couldn't stand the guy, and I couldn't blame him. He felt the guy had taken his job, but how could he when Tim had somehow become my assistant, a job that would have been Janets if she was loyal, but when the world was against me, it was Tim that stood by me, and I could never forget it.
"Haven't eaten yet?" Adam asked me with a smile. He looked hot and sexy shirtless, and I wanted to have him for dinner instead, but my growling stomach was in disagreement, it wanted food, and food it shall have.