Careless gave a smile upon seeing the plastic bag that was full of sweet potatoes. "Sure, I love them."
She bent down and joined Farty on the grass. "So, what do you do for a living?"
Taking a piece of sweet potato from the bag, Farty carefully peeled off the skin before he gave it to her. "I run my own business," he said.
'Oh, a CEO,' she thought. "What business? If you don't mind..."
"I don't. It's a cleaning company. We also produce air fresheners," he answered. "What about you?
"That's nice. Um... I don't have a job for now. I'm still looking for one," she replied shyly as she took a bite of the hot sweet potatoes.
"Oh, um... you have some on your..." Farty reached out to wipe the crumbs off the corner of her mouth.
Careless whisper was caught off guard by the sudden proximity. She blushed so hard...
so hard... that she...