211. You chose to be called a mistress

Eric chuckled softly, realizing the impact of his statement.

"Your words are inspiring, and I feel as though I've found a friend."

Sara, relieved by his clarification, responded warmly, "If that's the case, whenever you call, I'll definitely come."

Eric leaned in a bit closer, a hint of insistence in his voice.

"Then don’t go tonight. Let's go somewhere and grab dinner."

Sara hesitated, unsure about the suddenness of the invitation.

"Tonight…"

Eric held her gaze, searching for her thoughts, "What’s wrong? Whenever I ask you out, why do you hesitate?"

Sara attempted to explain.

"It's not that... I…"

Eric interrupted gently, his tone pleading, "You just said you'd come whenever I call. Now, I want you to come with me."

Sara felt a mixture of emotions, torn between her desire to maintain professionalism and the allure of Eric's request.

"I...I…"

Eric continued to look into her eyes, a determined yet gentle expression on his face.

"Come on, Sara. Let's spend some time togethe