She shook her head, "I made assumptions. You're under no obligation to discuss your personal life with a random volunteer you have to direct at your place of work." The words felt weird in her mouth; too formal, in a way. But she wasn't sure how else to do this.
Apologizing was not her usual forte.
"Lemon?" She asked, instead of his offerings. She liked sour things.
"I mean, you don't even need to make me tea. I probably shouldn't have come over at all. It's inappropriate." Since when did Maria care about things being inappropriate? Ugh. She hated that she liked him. It felt awful. Maybe she should stop volunteering all together, or find somewhere besides Belby to do it. This was the worst.