She invited me over to work on the project so I thought, 'Why not? Maybe she really does like me after all. Or maybe she just wants my help, seeing as I've been with the company for far longer than she has.' I knocked on her door and in a matter of seconds, she was opening it. She greeted me with a genuine smile, but there was something in her eyes that spelled trouble. The good kind. Or at least that's how I will describ...