My Baby’s Daddy

Chuckling, Shirley answered, “It’s a guess.”

“You must have looked up information on me,” Zacharias teased.

“That goes without saying,” she admitted. “Before coming here, I have to find out what kind of person you are.”

“Oh, what kind of person am I, then?” he asked out of curiosity.

All the previous information and reports she had gathered about him flashed through her mind. Looking in retrospect, she concluded that before getting into contact with this man, all the reports that categorized him as an aloof man couldn’t exactly define what kind of person he was. But now, she knew what kind of person he was-outstanding, capable, and a little playful. “After working by your side for so long, I have a pretty clear idea about what kind of person you are,” she answered.

His smile was increasingly charming. “So, tell me.”

“No, I don’t want to.” She rejected him haughtily, picking up a match and striking it before lighting the candle. When that was done, she paced to the switches and turned off all the lights in the living room.

it didn’t affect the light from the candle, and the room was blanketed under a misty

me!” he requested. Struck with embarrassment,

to hear it. “Just a couple of lines

cleared her throat, clapped her hands,

to you,

in the candlelight because he had stared at her unblinkingly while she was singing, his eyes burning

now,” she urged. And don’t ask me to sing

of his fingers, just like a pious, good-looking sculpture. The candlelight danced on his handsome, deep-set features, and Shirley was so mesmerized that

his head, catching her right in the moment when she was in a daze. There was

deeply into her eyes as though. telling her telepathically that his wish was related to her. Sensing his

candles, then she stood up and turned on the

her up a little, and she took out two plates before slicing a piece of cake and placing it on his plate. Then,