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I found Paul in one of the offices, listening to music and reading. “Dinner’s ready.”
He came down with me and took a seat at the head of the table. I uncovered his flaki and cabbage I made. “Voilà.”
He took his first bite and moaned. “This is delicious.”
I smiled. He ate one plate, and I served another. “We’re going to run out of food.”
“If you keep cooking like that, we will.”
“Mom and Dad really miss their bakery, but they seem happy with their time off. Mom looks younger, less stressed out.”
“She wasn’t too fond of New York City.”
“She loves her small towns, but she did enjoy Texas.”
“I want them to keep that home; that’s their vacation place.”
“My parents will never accept it.”
He frowned. “Why not?”
“They moved because of security, but they don’t want to change who they are. You spending time listening to Dad’s jokes and talking to Mom about the eighties; they love that stuff. That’s more than material things.”
Paul went quiet, but I could see the wheels turning in his head on how he could still give my parents that Texas house. He’s too much.
We ate more of the food, and I had to admit, I’d out done myself. Delicious.
“I have a song I’d love to hear you sing and record.”
“Me?” I wrinkled my nose. “Let’s leave singing for Justus.”
Paul huffed. “Fuck him. Rehab? Everyone knows he hasn’t had any drugs in years.”
I also doubted Justus had relapsed. He more than likely couldn’t handle the hard questions about impregnating a teen.
“He’s hiding out. He only cares about number one—himself. I don’t care.”
“But Justus doesn’t get to choose what you do. I’d want you to sing at my concerts.”
“In front of thousands? No way.” I cringed.
“I just want you with me. I don’t want to spend a long time away from you.”
“Well, if you put it that way…no,” I joked, and we laughed.
“Think about it, please, Nadia.”
“I will, but it’s time for dessert.”
I had a plan, but gestured to Paul to remain seated while I cleared all the dishes. “Let me do this for you.”
“Okay, just this time.” His gaze followed me as I left the room.
I went into the pantry and quickly removed my clothes. Then came out with the traditional Polish scarf around my hair that Mom had packed. “Surprise.”
Paul’s gaze was intense and sent a shot right to my clit. He moved his chair back. “You sexy temptress. Get over here.”
I went to him, and he clasped my face and kissed me. My lips parted, and his tongue swept in, stroking against mine.
