Chapter 13

Tobias

This morning is a disaster. It started out great, with Hannah moaning underneath me as I licked her pink folds, but now it turns out all my private chefs are down with corona.

What the fuck am I going to eat?!

My stomach growls, and misery is all around. I’m sitting by the kitchen table, gazing over the empty space with a frown. I’m good at many things, but cooking isn’t one of them.

“It’s a beautiful morning, isn’t it?” Hannah chirps.

“I guess it is…”

“Then why are you pouting?”

“I’m not…”

“You are.”

I turn around, studying Hannah as she strolls into the kitchen with a messy bun at the top of her head. Despite the disaster, seeing Hannah cheers me up.

Blonde baby hairs are spilling out over her forehead. She is wearing one of my oversized t-shirts over bare legs, and since she is so itsy-bitsy, it looks like a white dress.

She beams at me with pink cheeks. Adorable and whimsical. “Aren’t you going to eat something?”

“I’m not hungry.” My stomach chooses that moment to gurgle in protest and Hannah giggles.

“Do you want me to cook something for us? Are you in a hurry? I was thinking of making pizza.” Now she got my attention. “Pizza?”

“Uh-huh,” she walks over to one of the cabinets, opening it to rummage through its contents. It’s her first. time being here, yet Hannah easily navigates through the kitchen. “You mentioned that you had everything in here, and my heart is telling me that it wants pizza. How about you? Should I make you one?”

I’m starving, but can Hannah cook, or will I die eating her food? There is only one way to find out: taking a massive risk by trying it out.

“Sure,” I say, trying not to show the fear coiling inside me. “Make me a pepperoni pizza.”

She laughs. “You’re so funny trying to boss me around-you’re obviously helping.”

I snort. “I’m not-”

My words trail off my tongue when I see that the shy woman I know and married is gone. Left in her place. is a determined one. Hannah’s arms are resting on her sides, and she glares at me from across the table.

Tiny but oh so fierce. Hannah’s ice-blue eyes are cold and relentless, and her stance tells me she isn’t. messing around.

credit for daring to stand up to me. Not many people have managed that, considering my position. What is

will help. Where

going to be making the

“Am I?” I challenge.

it’s so scary and convincing that shudders sweep down my spine. Jesus Christ. Where has my cute Hannah gone? This

seriously, Mr. Ford,” Hannah cranes her neck when I walk over to her. I tilt my head to look down at her. She doesn’t even reach my chin, yet

I suddenly

she grins. “Now, let’s make

“Yes!”

‘yes, ma’am’ for

when it matters,

my shoulders.

“That’s the spirit!”

this motivated version of Hannah just as much as the shy

but I

Hannah to bed, I bake pizzas in the

up late to my office. It’s not like I have a boss. anyway, and when I relax, the

she becomes a whole new person when focused on a task. It’s admiring. Somehow, I allow

but I also mess with her. When we roll dough, I tackle her tiny body out of the way, not hard, but enough to take over. She glares at me but gets her revenge by smacking

decide to let her have this victory. I focus on baking pizza, and

when it’s time to leave, I almost don’t want to. I’m slowly putting on my shoes in the hallway while Hannah watches me

you have to work every

to work; it’s about taking responsibility,” I stand up and give her a

I definitely should, but…” she bites her lower lip while eyeing my

“But?” I ask, blinking.

me a hug. It’s so sudden that I blink and do nothing. Shit. Why does it feel so

down when Hannah boldly squeezes my pecs, and that’s when I realize this isn’t about romance-there are now white flour marks on

“You little!”

laughter and hurries away from me. “There, now I’m leading in the prank.

her, but on the inside, I’m smiling. “I’m going to get back at you, Mrs. Ford, and my revenge will

at me. “I will be looking

I’ve gotten my revenge,” I open the door and glance over my to find her standing by the

at me with a slight pink tint to

shoulder

I’m sitting inside my office. The pizza I made with Hannah tasted great, even as a warmed-up

bother to wait. Sarah storms into my office unannounced,

me you had met someone?!” Sarah demands the second she sets her wild eyes on me. “And you married her right away?

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