Well, aren't you a spicy little thing." Said Silas as he gave an appreciative look at Tori. "If you think I'm spicy now, you should see me when I have Mexican. I'm a regular jalépeno." She explained with hands proudly placed on her hips, sporting a sinister smile aimed at the Frenchman. He and the guys laughed while I rolled my eyes. Praying we wouldn't get fired for her wicked tongue.

Author: Inda Herwood