Page 162 of Papa's Bébé
“Just say ‘thank you, Matthieu.’”
“Thank you, Matthieu.”
“’You’re the sexiest, most wonderful man I’ve ever met,’” he added.
She forced herself to roll her eyes as though what he’d just said was a joke.
Not to her, it wasn’t.
To her, hewasthe sexiest, most wonderful man she’d ever met.
“Eat your dinner,”Matthieu told her firmly as she pushed her food around her plate.
It was Friday night and she had four classes to teach tomorrow. Millie and Livvy were planning on going to the Saturday puppy yoga class.
She was starting to wonder if their plan was going to work. Should she really let Millie follow David?
But it wasn’t like David knew her car. He probably didn’t even remember her. Maya couldn’t do it, even if she could get rid of Matthieu, David might recognize her car.
“I’m not that hungry, sorry.”
“You barely ate any lunch,” Matthieu said with a concerned look. “Is this about the stepmonster?”
Maya felt her lips twitch. “I guess I’m just waiting for a phone call from my father, berating me.”
Matthieu’s frown deepened. “If that happens, he can talk to me.”
She shook her head. “That’s not part of your job.”
“It is if I say it is. And I’m saying it is. Now, eat. Or am I going to have to come over there and feed you?”
Um. Yes, please.
“No, that’s okay. I can feed myself. I’m a big girl.”
“Are you?” he practically purred.
She sat there in shock, but he shook his head. As though he couldn’t believe he’d just said that.
Before she could say anything, and she didn’t know what to say to that, anyway, Gummy started barking and then there was a knock on the door. She tensed as Matthieu got up.
“Go to the bedroom and wait,” he told her.
She jumped up and rushed into the bedroom with Tank and Big B, rather than her own. Dougie was with her while Gummy remained out with Matthieu.
She shut the door, her heart racing.
Tank and Big B looked her way. Tank even walked from his cage over to her, sniffing at her.
“It’s okay,” she reassured them.
Someone with bad intentions wouldn’t knock, right?
She could hear muffled voices and they didn’t sound angry, but she still jumped as a knock came on the bedroom door.
Tank growled and she put her hand on his head in surprise.
“It’s okay, Tank,” Matthieu said. “Maya, your brother is here.”
