“Lizzieeee!!!”, I squealed through the phone.
“Yes baby”, Lizzie answered. I’m sure she was puzzled. ”Come over”, I said blandly, dropping the call.
About thirty minutes later, Lizzie came in. I was lying on the couch, eating ice cream. She rushed towards me, looking concerned. ”Are you okay? Ice cream is a code for deception, right?”, she asked, touching my forehead. ”Lizzie-“, I started but she interrupted me. ”Shush! I know you’re hurt and I’m really sorry. I had no idea… I thought he was just gonna see you and offer to give you the job. Mon dieu, quel con!” (My god, what a stupid man!)
“Lizzie”, I laughed. She was getting really worked up over nothing. ”C’est vraiment un imbécile de la pure espèce! Je vais lui dire ce que je pense vraiment de lui!”, she fumed, making me burst into laughter (He’s really a fool of the highest order. I’m going to tell him what I really think of him) She looked and angrily and said, “It’s not funny, Gisele”
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her. “Peace offering?” She looked at me murderously then started laughing, “I’m going to kill you Gisele. How could you?!” She jumped on me and started a tickle war, then we ate ice cream while she gave me tips on how to seduce a billionaire. ”You should be cla**y but not too much. He
with her, then forced her to help me
”Huh?”, I asked, confused. ”Slate. I told you to call me Slate”, he repeated with a smirk. ”Oh sorry”, I said, blushing even more. Sometimes I really hated my quick-to-blush skin. ”Next time you slip, I just might have to punish you”, he said, smirking even more broadly. ”Punish me?”, I asked, not sure I wanted to know what he
feel like talking about my family at that moment. ”And you’ve lived here all your life?”, he asked, wanting to keep the conversation going, not realizing my current mood. ”No Slate. I moved here with my parents when I was 3. I’ve lived here since then”, I answered, looking at him. ”And how old are you?”, Slate continued with the
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huge sigh of relief and we started laughing along with each other. “You should have seen your face sir”, I gasped out in between laughs. ”What did I tell you about calling me sir?”, he asked,
in the code and went straight to the garage. I was left wondering what he meant by that when he led me into the house. ”Welcome to my home. Or as you say in French, bienvenue chez moi.” ”You speak French?” I asked, impressed, raising my eyebrows. ”Je fais de mon mieux”, he replied, making me giggle and clap. He spoke quite well and his French did not have an accent. He bowed, making me laugh even harder, before going on to show me where I was going to be sleeping. We went upstairs and he opened the door to a beautiful and huge room. It was decorated with mostly pastels and I’m sure the bed was a queen. This room could fit my former apartment in it and still have space for Lizzie’s dressing, and trust me, it was
upon seeing the room. ”I
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