Page 59 of Papa's Bébé
It was an incredible feeling.
“I know we just met, but I’m here to take care of you. And maybe all bodyguards aren’t like me, perhaps I’m doing this wrong, but I’m not just protecting your body. I’m here to take care of you. That means if I see you’re not in a good state to drive because you’re exhausted and hungry and shaky, then I’m going to take care of things. Including you. Including your car.”
“People like you aren’t real.”
“I’m here, Maya. I’m very real.”
Lord help her.
It wouldn’t be a good idea to get used to the way he was treating her. Because if he was as amazing as he appeared to be . . . she might never be able to say goodbye to him.
Okay, you’re getting ahead of yourself.
This is a business arrangement. He is your bodyguard.
Not your boyfriend.
And even if he wasn’t your bodyguard there is no way that he’s in your league.
“So get in the car, Maya,” he told her.
All right. She shouldn’t trust him. But she really wanted to ride in his car.
Plus, everything was kind of looking fuzzy and she knew that was a sign that she shouldn’t be driving.
She slid into the passenger seat. Oh, she felt like she was melting into the leather seats.
Matthieu got into the driver’s side. “Seatbelt, Maya.”
Huh, what?
Oh, yeah.
She grabbed the seatbelt and tried to buckle it in. But for some reason her hand wasn’t working properly. Probably because she was trembling.
Shoot.
Matthieu’s hand went over hers and he buckled her in.
“Um, thanks.”
“When did you last eat?”
She ran her hand over her face. A low-grade headache was starting to develop. “I don’t know. I think I had coffee this morning.”
Surely she’d had coffee. She always had coffee. But she hadn’t been able to eat much lately, plus she also hadn’t gone shopping recently.
He shot her a look. “Right. You need to eat.”
Maya shook her head. “I’m fine.” Although, wait. Did she have to feed him? Because what did she even have at home? Maybe some rice and bread if she was lucky. A couple of potatoes. What the heck was she going to create with that?
Crap.
“How do you eat?” she managed to get out before he started up the car.
Oh. My. Goodness.
That felt amazing. The car practically purred and vibrated. She closed her eyes for a moment to take it all in. She wanted to remember this. She would likely never ride in a car this sexy again.
