Marceline Anne finished showing the new staff around the house after brunch and now prepared to go grocery shopping.
"I can do that, madam." The chef, Manuel Rodriguez assured her.
"I haven't written out a list yet so I can go with you and I can tell you our likes, dislikes and allergies. You two should tell us the same."
The nanny, Marionette Olli bowed. "I will eat whatever is served, madam."
"I don't want you eating food you don't like. That's miserable."
"May I try peanut butter?" The maid, FeFe Donner asked warily.
"Sure can. You'll get a whole jar to yourself."
"Oh no, no, no!"
"I'm allergic." Marceline Anne explained.
Manuel nodded. "Any other allergies?"
"I'll tell you on the way. FeFe, could you get started on the laundry and Marionette, can you make sure the guys finish building the furniture for the nursery?"
"Yes, madam." Both bowed.
"Come along, Mr. Rodriguez."
M-
"Can I drive?" Malcolm looked at his SUV.
"You really like it, don't you?" Marceline Anne liked that he liked it.
"I can't believe I have a car. I can't believe I have two cars."
"You don't want to drive the Maseratti?"
"I would never endanger you."
"You don't drive crazy."
"Right." He'd forgotten his own driving ability momentarily. "I suppose we could."
"Eee!" She squealed. "Get in!"
He opened her door for her before getting in himself. This was going to be fun.
M-
"KayBee will take me to school and bring me home." Marceline Anne assured her husband when it was time for classes. "You go spend time with Marc."
He still looked unsure.
She pinched his chin. "Go."
"Alright." He kissed her cheek before leaving.
She blushed and avoided her best friend's knowing gaze. "Shut up."
Karen grinned. "I ain't said nothin!"
Marceline Anne glared at her.
"Mrs. Chang."
M-
Marceline Anne pulled her saxophone out of her locker and set the case on the ground before shutting the metal door.
"What's that?"
She laid her forehead against the cool metal. "Oh my fucking goodness! Why are you here?! You're suspended!"
"I do what I want." Bruiser smirked from behind her.
She turned around slowly. "Leave me alone, you muppet baby! Leave my man alone! Leave us alone!"
"No can do. Once an Animal, always an Animal."
"That's bullshit and you know it. We're not Hells Angels and you will leave me alone."
"Or what?" He knew he looked more menacing with his bruises and came closer.
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Morphine
Любовные романы"I can feel you; just like a drug..." Marceline Anne Taylor-Jones is what one would call a bad girl. She does what she wants when she wants because she wants. Malcolm Chang is what one would call a good boy. He follows the rules and does what's requ...
