"Hey mom and dad." I smile and give them a tight hug. Somehow they managed to find an open spot in their schedule to come to Monaco to look at the place Pierre and I found that could possibly become my own restaurant.
"Hey." They seem unsure of what stance they should take in the possibility of me moving here without anyone from what they consider my safe environment. Of course, they trust Pierre, but he will be gone a lot of the time considering his own job, leaving me alone in a place I barely know.
"Are you ready to see the place?" Even though I know they are doubting my desire for a place here, they agree to go to the place and see whether it could be even the slightest bit acceptable to their insanely high standards.
"Pierre, good to see you again." Because Pierre had to train, he joins us only now to see the place. Mom embraces the Frenchman and dad gives him a short nod and a handshake. I smile at the sight, knowing that dad is starting to warm up to the idea of me dating a guy and maybe even moving abroad to be with him.
"It is a nice place indeed." We are already inside and are walking towards the kitchen. "A stone oven, that's nice." I chuckle. That is basically my father's way of saying it is pretty amazing.
"You should have seen Anca, she blew when she saw it." He laughed.
"Why doesn't that surprise me." Mom winks to me and I stick my tongue out at her and I gently push Pierre to the side.
"Now you don't make me look like a..."
"Little kid in a candy store? Don't worry, I don't have a lot to do to make you look like it. You were one." I fake a gasp.
"And that is supposed to care for me."
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WhatsApp Ft. Pierre Gasly
FanfictionTHIS BOOK IS A PARRALEL TO THE WHATSAPP BOOK WITH STOFFEL, BUT STARTS AFTER AN IMPORTANT EVENT IN THAT BOOK SO NU ADVICE IS TO FIRSTLY READ THE BOOK ABOUT STOFFEL When Pierre fell for his best friend Julia Verstappen, Max Verstappen's sister, his wo...
