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.

from the second floor poured down, but it didn’t affect the light from the candle, and the room was

birthday song for me!” he requested. Struck with embarrassment,

it. “Just a couple of lines will

throat, clapped her hands, and

you, happy

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

a wish now,” she urged.

and clasped his hands together in front of his chest, resting his forehead lightly on the tips 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

suddenly popped open, and he raised his head, catching her right in the moment when she was in a daze. There was a shimmer in his eyes so tender that she

her eyes as though. telling her telepathically that his

the candles, then she stood up and turned on

cake and placing it