“I live here.” she said as-a-matter-of-fact.

Ceaser was confused. “The owner of the house?”

If she owned the house then…

“I own the house…” she said “…now at least.” she murmured.

“Who owned it previously?” he asked, praying silently that she would give him a name and he’d be on his way in search of the previous owners.

She stilled and just stared at him. She shook her head and blinked fast. Then she looked back at him.

“I’m sorry for my bad manners. Do you want to come in?” She smiled at him.

The change in her expression was so fast that he felt like he stumbled in.

“Sure.” He said, stepping in as she opened the door wide.

Ceaser entered and waited for her to shut the door behind her then she led him into the living room which he could see from entrance.

They entered the living room and Ceaser saw some toys at the corner and a duster on the table.

She was cleaning.

“I’m sorry about the mess.” She said as she picked the duster and took it to the kitchen which was open to the living room. “Have a seat please.”

Ceaser sat and waited for her to join him.

anything?” She called from

said really

back with a cup of clear water and handed it to him.

took it from her and took a sip.

the seat next to his as Ceaser placed the glass on the table and

or not

he tried to digest that the woman he may or may not have a thing for might be his daughter’s adoptive mum. His head was in a mess and he was trying to focus on what she

I didn’t get to introduce myself yesterday.”

Ceaser didn’t have the chance to reply before she continued.

Jenna.”

that she was who he was looking for which was exactly what he was afraid of. That she’d end up being the one.

one whom all he wanted from was to get close to, gain her trust, then take his child slowly away from right under her nose.

When he had seen the way, she

Jules asked when his expression had gone sour.

He stood up “I

got up slowly.

I got a chance to thank

he stepped out, she stood and watched Ceaser walk down the stairs rounding his car and opening

“I’m Ceaser by the way.” Ceaser said. “Ceaser Thom…”

mother to his daughter would already know who he was through the media but she didn’t. He could use that to his advantage. If she knew who he was, she was likely to either fall to his feet or not give him the time of

who didn’t care about money and status as most of them did. She was different, she was good, kind and uninterested in wealth or

said with a smile.

a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes

“It’s nice meeting you.”

car and

till it was out of sight.

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