Why was he coming close to her? Was he going to try to kiss her? Her nipples visibly hardened under her gown at the thought of such intimacy. Kathleen flee. Flee from every appearance of evil! A voice in her head said. And before Pete could say another word, Kathleen raised a hand, "Don't come close to me! Don't kiss me again!"
Pete looked at her in confusion, and then smiled, "I was only coming to take the onions." He said, pointing at the onions she had chopped with a knowing smile.
"Oh!" Kathleen looked away in embarrassment. Why was her imagination on overdrive? She really needed to put some distance between her and Pete, she thought as she moved away from where the diced onion was so his body wouldn't brush hers.
"There is no need to feel embarrassed. Don't worry. Whatever happens in my kitchen, remains in my kitchen." Pete assured her.
