Flavian’s POV
Manu was full of energy that morning. When I got to the kitchen, she was already waiting for me with the breakfast table set. It was good to see her like this, light-hearted and carefree.
"What do you want to do today, little one?" I asked, already thinking about enjoying the sunny day with my Manu.
"For starters, I want to read the note my friend gave me yesterday that the detective confiscated," Manu said while spreading jelly on her toast, and I wasn't sure if she was being serious or just messing with me.
"What note?" I played dumb.
"Flavian, are we going to have to talk about trust again?" Manu looked at me, and at that time I knew she was serious.
I sighed and got up, went to the couch in the living room, and retrieved the note from my suit jacket pocket, which had been forgotten there the night before after I'd dropped it to pick up my little one in my arms. The night had been very good. I returned to the table and handed the note to Manu.
"Very well! Did that hurt?" Manu was impossible.
"Yes, it did hurt, it hurt a lot to see some kid hitting on my girlfriend!" I was honest; I was burning with jealousy. "And it's killing me knowing that you see each other every day and I can't do anything about it."
"But you did something, detective. You marked your territory yesterday with that indecent kiss you gave me in front of everyone. I doubt anyone would dare come near me with ulterior motives. In fact, I doubt any guy would dare come near me at all," Manu spoke calmly, and I broke into a smile.
"Ah, that kiss was really good!" I laughed, remembering how I grabbed her shamelessly for everyone to see and kissed her as if I were going to undress her right there.
"It's only because it was so good that I'm not going to fight with you! Besides, I enjoyed seeing the faces of the gossip group from college, they were sitting behind me and spent the entire lecture talking about how hot the detective was."
"Ah, little one, so you were jealous too? But they didn't touch me, unlike your little friend..." I still hadn't gotten over this Peter Hank guy.
"Come on, Flavian! Do you really think any man has a chance against you? Look in the mirror, you're a Greek god, it's impossible to look at anyone else when I have you." My smile grew wider.
"So you only have eyes for me?" She nodded. "Then why did that kid have his arm over your shoulder?" Manu huffed.
"Read the note, Flavian." She placed the folded paper in front of me.
"I trust you," I replied and gave her lips a quick kiss.
"I want you to read it!" She insisted. I looked at her somewhat suspiciously, but she stretched out the note toward me.
I took the paper and unfolded it. I wasn't prepared for what I read on that piece of paper. I looked at Manu, who was holding back a laugh, and looked back at the paper where it said, "Who is this man, girl? Any chance he might be gay and give me his number after the lecture?"
Manu burst into laughter, seeing my surprised expression.
"Is he gay?" I asked, still in disbelief.
They greeted each other warmly, and it was very clear there was genuine affection between them. After introductions were made, I felt like I was being evaluated by her father and brother. Her father seemed genuinely kind, but her brother appeared extremely protective. As for Olivia, she had an easy smile and treated Manu like a little sister. I couldn't miss the emotion in her father's and brother's eyes when they saw Manu.
"Dad, where are your bags? Aren't you staying with us?" Manu asked tearfully.
"No, Manu, we're heading back home today. Your mother doesn't even know I'm here. I came to meet with a lawyer about the divorce," her father explained, and I noticed that Manu understood this very naturally.
"Oh, but you could stay..." She insisted like a child. It was good to see her with her family, to see that not everyone was like her crazy mother.
"Next time," her father said patiently and turned to me. "Flavian, I see you're taking good care of my little girl."
"I do my best, Orlando. But I think she's the one taking care of me." I smiled at her and couldn't help but notice that she looked nothing like her father, but her eyes were just like her brother's, exactly the same caramel-colored eyes. Their features were very similar, although her brother was quite tall. But what was curious was that they didn't look like their father, but they weren't children of the same mother either.
For the next few hours, the conversation flowed easily and casually. They told me a lot about Manu and her complicated relationship with her younger brother and mother. These two seemed to be the big problem in this family. After snacks, Manu pulled Olivia to the bedroom, apparently, the two had some woman-to-woman things to discuss.
"Thank you for taking care of her, Flavian," her father spoke now more melancholic. "The relationship with her mother is too conflicting."
"Sometimes I think that woman isn't even her mother," her brother huffed, and their father gave him a stern look.
I agreed with Cam on this one; I also found it hard to believe that woman was my little one's mother.
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