Carlos and Kelsey were having dinner that evening at a classy restaurant. “Tomorrow is the shipping in of the new products we ordered, so it would be so stressful.” Kelsey told him as she sip her wine.

“I could help.” He leans close to the table.

“You don’t have to, you would be occupied at work.” Kelsey said softly.

Carlos stared into her blue eyes. “I don’t have any schedule tomorrow, I would be at home all day.”

“But, it’s my job, not yours, and my workers are going to help me out.” She tilt her head to the side, grateful he was willing to help her.

Carlos knew he...