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He solicitously helped me into the car.
“You really have to stop talking me into eating so much,” I said as he got into the car. “All of my costumes will need to be altered.”
“You hardly eat enough to keep a bird alive. I also know you’re so busy you rarely stop to eat.” He said it as though he was an authority on the subject.
“How do you know that?”
“Do you honestly think I would go overseas and not be checking on you?”
He turned onto the main road and then again, as though he had a specific destination in mind.
“You haven’t really been having someone spy on me, have you?”
“Of course I have. They keep you busy for ages. There’s not a lot of time for breaks, and you rarely eat.” His tone was disapproving. “No wonder you and Valor decided to wait so long to have children.”
“What do you mean?”
“The demands of your job would make it difficult for you to be pregnant.”
“True.”
“Valor also puts your needs after his own.”
“That’s not true.”
“Isn’t it? If you had my baby, I’d stay home and take care of it while you pursued your career. Would Valor do that?”
I rolled my eyes when I saw his smirk. He seemed to really enjoy making trouble. “Loïc, you’re incorrigible.”
“Ah, but you like me this way,ma jolie.”
He pulled in to my favorite ice cream place. There was no way he could know it was my favorite because I hadn’t been here since before I’d met him. I’d been meaning to come but hadn’t made the time.
“Caramel?”
“How do you know that?”
“Because it’s what you have in your freezer. Feel free to prove me wrong and order something different.”
The fact that he bothered to look in my freezer and had memorized the kind of ice cream I had made me laugh. Typical Loïc. He probably knew what kind of shampoo I used, too, for goodness’ sake.
Should I be creeped out? Definitely. Was I enjoying being the center of his attention? Absolutely. I really shouldn’t be encouraging him.
The way he acted reminded me of the reading I’d done for a role years ago, about narcissism and love bombing. He had every reason to be a narcissist, considering how he looked and how much money he seemed to have, but his eyes told a different story.
“What should I get?”
“What do you like?”
He shrugged. “I’ve only had ice cream once. The place we went to didn’t have a selection like this.”
Once?
“Do you like chocolate?”
“I’ve tried chocolate before. It’s interesting.”
“You’vetriedchocolate? What’s that supposedto mean?”
