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“Cool,” I say, smiling that Gabriel remembered Tenny’s love forBatman.
“He won’t even need the yellow blanket now. He has a new one.”
“No.” I smile, obviously Gabriel has never dealt with a child’s crutch. “This is the yellow blankie. He doesn’t leave home without it.”
Gabriel eyes me and then the blankie. “Oh.”
“It’s very important to him.”
“Understood.” He smiles. “There’s a slide here,” Gabriel says, showing Tennyson the staircase in the small alcove off the side of the bed.
I laugh as Tenny runs up the stairs and slides down the big, off-white slide.
We spend the next twenty minutes showing Tennyson all the features of his room, and the walk-in closet.
He loves it all. And then worry kicks in, because I don’t want him thinking this is a permanent thing. And I certainly don’t want him getting attached to Gabriel, but I fear he already may be.
Chapter 14
Gabriel
This is bizarre. I’ve never lived with a woman. We leave Tennyson in his room, with Faye, after spending an hour or so for them to get to know each other. Clementine was nervous to leave him alone with her, but after speaking with her and learning of her credentials, she eased into this a bit more.
“You have to understand, Clementine, I would never let any harm come to you or Tennyson while you’re with me.” I want to add, even when you’re not.
“No, I know. But I’m a hands on mom, and I won’t stop that.”
“I understand.”
I like that about her. A lot of the women I come into contact with wouldn’t think twice about it.
We continue through the estate, and I show Clementine the private kitchen where we’ll make our food if we want to eat. There’s a main kitchen near the back of the house where the chef prepares our meals, but this kitchen is if we want a snack, or something different.
I let her know the details of the house, when meals are served, when the maids clean which areas, and when the groundskeepers work on which area of the lawn. There’s a schedule, and nothing has really changed since I was a kid.
“Should I be taking notes?” she asks, on the elevator ride back up to the third floor.
I smile. “Only if you want to. Like I said, Amy runs the house. If you want to change something up, or know anything, you ask her.”
“Amy, right. Ok.”
“You’ll get used to it, promise.” I didn’t even think about how life-changing this must be for her.
“Is Ronin on the property?” she asks as we exit the elevator and make our way to my master suite.
“He left early this morning. He has business to attend to.”
It kind of makes me a bit irate she’s asking about him at all. I understand they’re friends, but friends don’t kiss. And I still have no idea whether she liked it, or wants to do it again.
I promised myself I would make her want it. Gain that power. But, now it makes me want to come on stronger, which means we need to plan this wedding quick, so we can get divorced even quicker.
I open the double doors and she steps inside, eyeing the neutral decor and chandelier hanging from the tray ceiling with wonder.
“This is the suite where I’ll be staying,” I tell her.
“I won’t be staying with you.” She moves across the dark hardwoods, taking in the fireplace across from the bed, gravitating toward the large floor-to-ceiling window that overlooks the back of the estate. “Wow, that view.”
“Yeah, it’s phenomenal.” And I don’t mean the valley and greenery nestled between the mountains she’s admiring. The backside of her is as appealing as the front. My eyes travel down her auburn hair that hits just below her shoulder blades, to the jeans she’s wearing that hug the swell of her ass.
