Chapter Nineteen :"I Need A Motherly Figure " (2/2)
A furrowed brow made its appearance on her face ”What? ”
”We're celebrating you for being Isabelle's nanny. Not many nannies can survive day one of the job, you can go check her record ” I explained and saw her nod in understanding but still staring awkwardly at the dishes.
There was summer muesli made with cold semi-skimmed milk, oat, grated apples, chopped almonds and a handful of mixed berries. Tomato and lentil soup with granary roll and pots of low fat yogurt. Grilled chicken with spring quinoa pilaf and finally crab meat Casanova with the iced shrimp and finally honey-glazed salmon with a bit of sauteed broccoli, red pepper and green salad with some vinaigrette.
”But the day isn't over yet, how are you so sure I won't quit before night falls? ”
I gave her a hard stare, holding her gaze as I muttered ”Considering what you went through today, I'm sure you'd have no problem handling her”
I felt the cold energy, saw her stiffen and knew at once she've figured it out. ”You knew all along? ”She seem to say with her accusing look.
”Enjoy the treat” I casually replied leaving her with no choice than to eat her meal. At once silence reign but just when I thought everything was back to normal ,Isabelle struck.
”So I've being wondering.... ” She trailed
I cast her a death glare (>..>) but she sure got her genes from me cause she was not one bit intimidated .
Rather she stared at me confidently and asked ”When am I getting a new mom? ”
Maya choked and sputtered on her drink getting herself into a coughing fit while I was quite startled but showed no other reaction other than that. I was expecting it anyway
Maya got herself after some moments ”You! ” She bellowed ”That's no way to tal-” I dismissed Maya with a wave of my hand fixing my attention on my dear daughter .
”Why? ” I asked exuding an authoritative aura with an arrogant smile tugging at a corner of my lips
Isabelle smiled back at me, a fierce determination to win this battle evident on her face ”I need a motherly figure ”
”And? ”
”Girls just want their mom sometimes ”
”And? ”
”Need someone to talk boys stuff with”
”You can always discuss it with me” I blurted out without even realizing it and the repley I got was an awkward cough from Maya and a death stare from my daughter.
”Well, we can always compromise on that ” I tried minimizing the damage done. Why does it all go south when it comes to boy's stuff?
Isabelle stood up abruptly and banged her hand hard against the table almost knocking some dishes over in the process ”Just admit it!What makes you think you can be able to handle me in my rebellious teenage years? ”
I wanted to reply when I heard Maya murmur beneath her breath ”As if you aren't rebellious enough now? ”
I smirked,she was definitely the perfect match for Isabella and I had the perfect plan in mind.
”So let's say I agree, who do you want for a mother? ”I said throwing the ball in her court and hoping she'll make the right choice ”Tina? or.....? ”
Isabelle stared at me skeptically, obviously wondering if I was sincere or playing around. So I focused my intense and get down to business gaze on her and in a few moment, her lips twitch upward in a smirk , as if we were communicating telepathically, she said
”I want her” Isabelle announced pointing at an absent minded female entertaining herself with a grilled chicken and quite oblivious to what was going on. I smiled, Isabelle was surely my blood
”Fine by me ”I agreed knowing just how much Isabelle values promises ” I have to keep my own part of the deal then ”
I excused myself before turning to discover the horror on Maya's face but that didn't stop me, instead I added more fuel to the fire
”let's get married”