~{ARLEEN'S POV}~
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"Thank you for taking good care of him," I appreciated the elderly woman as I carefully took the sleeping Paul from her arms.
"It's not a problem ma'am, he's such an adorable baby." She said while touching his cheek in admiration.
"Thank you."
It was a long day for Clifford and I and all I wanted to do was sleep even though it was just 4:00pm in the afternoon.
After our short but sweet date, Clifford had gone straight to work to handle some things while I had to come home.
"Welcome home, Miss Arleen."
"Thank you, Mr Jonas." I greeted back and smiled weakly.
"Would you care to have lunch?"
"Not at all…but I'll have dinner." I said instead.
"Will you be the one to make dinner?"
At his question, I chuckled and inquired.
"Do you want me to cook today?"
"If you want."
