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“I know it wasn’t a lot, since there are seven days in a week,” Mac said. “But I figured two days was better than none.”

“Thank you,” she whispered. She was appreciative of that. Even though Donald didn’t do anything, he was looking out for them. Not many people did that any more.

“Now, let’s start eating or our food is going to get cold,” Mac said.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

JANIE

Half of Janie’s burger and fries were gone. It was delicious food. She was going to have to come back here soon. She leaned back in the booth and put her hand on her stomach. “I’m full.”

Mac put the little bit of his burger left on his plate and turned to look at hers. A look of displeasure crossed his face. Was he mad that she had eaten so much? What was he mad at?

“I don’t like that you are eating so little. Do you think you can eat a little more?” he asked.

Janie stared at him. He wanted her to eat a little more?

“I’m full,” she lied. She could probably finish off the little bit of food left on her plate. It was absolutely delicious.

“I’m detecting a lie,” he said.

Her eyes went wide. How did he know she was lying? He had never called her out on it before. Well, besides at the club when she was naughty and pulled Charlotte’s hair. Besides that, he never did.

“I think you want to eat the rest of it,” Mac said.

She did, but she didn’t really need it. She had some extra weight on her. Baby weight that she hadn’t gotten rid of yet.

“I don’t want you to ever feel like you have to be on a diet in front of people. Especially me. I want you to eat so you can nourish your body. I don’t want you to starve yourself because you’re worried I’m going to say something,” Mac said. “Did your husband ever say anything to you about this?”

She shook her head. “No, he never did. He wasn’t really around much. And we never went out to eat.”

“Thank, fuck,” Mac said. “If he had, I might have had to go and beat him up for it. That is unacceptable.”

Janie didn’t know what to say.

“Could you eat a couple more bites of your burger for me?” Mac asked. “And maybe some fries?”

She nodded her head and picked up her burger again. She happily munched on each bite she took, not really caring about anything around them. When she was with Mac, it was like everything else around them disappeared. It was nice to feel that way.

“Good girl,” he gently said. “My good girl.”

Janie’s cheeks went red and she relaxed some. Hearing his voice go a little deeper when he said that. Absolutely amazing. Butterflies in her stomach.

“Someone loves being called a good girl,” he said as he ran his hand through her hair. “Such a good girl. I’ll remember this and make sure to let you know how much of a good girl you are.”

She looked up at him, her eyes slightly wide, not believing his words. Was he actually going to do that? Her Little side was overjoyed. But Janie knew if he did it too many times, she was going to fall even harder for him.

Was she strong enough to pick herself up after he left? She didn’t know.

“Whenever you’re with me, you order whatever you want. I may make a suggestion every once in a while, so you have a balanced diet, but I’m not going to restrict your food,” Mac said.“Unless the doctor says something is wrong and you need to watch what you eat. Then all bets are off and I’ll make sure you don’t eat whatever he said. Don’t want you getting sick.”

She slowed her chewing as she stared at him. He was a dream. Mac cared about her, wanted what was best.

“Didn’t mean to make you stop eating,” Mac said. “I just wanted to let you know.”

Janie swallowed her food. “Thanks?”

She didn’t know if she should be saying thank you or not to him. It was a weird thing to say, but she felt like she had to do it.

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