Facts About Anthrax

No kidding. "And?"

He put the pizza down and lifted his feet off the coffee table. He then stood up and turned facing me. "Well, you have a choice to make. Me or your job."

"What?? Are you seriously asking me that?" I stood up and crossed my arms.

"Yep, I never see you, you're doing a job that is too dangerous for a chick, and I think you should settle down and start a family with me." He took a step towards me and reached for my hand, but I pulled back.

I was a government agent who was well trained, and he knew it. "Dangerous? I can handle myself. You don't seem too worried. And start a family with you? You can't even tell me that you care about me!"

"Well, I would if I was more sure about where this was goin'."

"If you were sure? I'm clueless! You don't seem to care, so, sorry but I'm not giving up my career to bake cookies and drive carpools! I've worked too hard and too long to give it up! What I do is important."

"But I never know what you are doing or where you are. I don't like it." He looked like a little kid pouting because he couldn't get his way. If I wasn't so pissed off, I might have laughed.