Matteo: BBW Romance by Fiona Murphy

Author:Fiona Murphy [Murphy, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-13T00:00:00+00:00

Matteo

I offer her the keys down in the garage. “This is going to be your vehicle. Do you want to drive us to the office?”

“This?” Her eyes are big. “A BMW…it’s just—what if I scratch it or wreck it or something?”

“Then I buy you another one.”

She shakes her head. “I can’t believe⁠—”

“Did we not already discuss how much money I have? It’s fine. The only thing I’ll be worried about is if you’re all right or not. It’s metal, wood, and leather. You’re more important than all of that.”

I open the passenger door for her after she shakes her head when I offer her the keys again. Once she’s inside, I close it gently.

During the short drive to the office, she’s quiet. I don’t press her.

It’s not until she answers the questions of the woman at the office that she says anything. When I pay the taxes, the woman raises her eyebrows. However, neither woman says a word.

Back in the garage, I hand her the keys. She takes them and stares down at them. I’m not sure if she’s upset or not. She blinks, and tears fall.

“Amy, sweetheart, do you want to talk to me?” I loathe when her eyes are filled with tears—it seriously stresses me the fuck out.

Sniffling, she wipes her tears away. “Thank you. Really, it’s such a huge gift. I keep wondering if I’m still asleep in the clinic and never woke up. Because since I met you, every day has been better than the day before it.”

I can tell she’s embarrassed by her tears. “I’m glad. How about we order in for dinner? I don’t want you cooking.”

Upstairs, Layla lets loose a squeal at the sight of us, then promptly bursts into tears. Amy takes her and attempts to soothe her.

“How did she do?” I brace myself for the worst.

Nancy shrugs. “She was fine. I will admit to bribing her with a teething biscuit.”

Amy is walking her around the room as I give Nancy some cash. I insist when she tries to wave it away, telling me my mother already paid her.

I’m on the couch looking through the delivery app. Amy gets close, and Layla reaches for me. I take her. Her tears mess with me as much as Amy’s. Finally, she begins to settle.

We pick a seafood place and wait for delivery.

Amy picks up my briefcase from beside the chair and sets it on the dinner table. We only sit on the inside of it, where the island ends from the kitchen, so the other side is kind of a catchall spot. “Where’s your lunch box cooler?”

“I forgot it. I’m sorry. I’ll bring it home tomorrow.” I’m giving Layla her bottle before bed.

“Did you like the sandwich?”

Shit. I go still. “It wasn’t bad.”

Her eyes narrow on me. “Really, another turkey sandwich for tomorrow is okay?”

“Sounds good.”

“You big fat fucking liar. I sent you with a ham and cheese sandwich.” She’s annoyed.

“I’m sorry. I got busy.” I’m sincere in my apology. I feel bad for not eating what she took time to make.

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