Chapter 46. The Maid

“Marcel, I need a new phone,” I said as I strolled into the kitchen.

I found him in the kitchen drinking coffee. I kissed his cheek and he squeezed my bottom.

“I found your phone what do you need a new one for?”

“To keep up with the lie I told so I wouldn’t tell Selma I was kidnapped by boyfriend’s crazy lover.”

“Hmm, your friend doesn’t like me.”

I grabbed a cup from the cupboard as I recalled my conversation with Selma yesterday. She got nervous when I asked why she hated him.

“Why doesn’t she like you?” I asked as I poured myself a cup of coffee, and added sugar and cream.

“How would I know?”

I lifted a shoulder but didn’t turn to look at him. “Don’t know. Has anything happened?”

Marcel chuckled which turned into a barking laugh. I turned around and frowned.

“What’s so funny?”

“You are.”

I lifted my chin. “I didn’t realize I turned into a comedian.”

“You are one, Kitten.”

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