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couldn’t remember the last time I had a proper meal, sitting down at a table.
But still, my stomach was just settling in and I found myself not wanting to
eat too heavily.

 
    I hated being put on the spot like that, and shrugged my shoulders.
“I’m not really sure. I don’t really know French cuisine all that well. Would
he be able to make something simple? Like a sandwich or something? I mean I
could even go in there and do it myself. He doesn’t need to trouble himself
with making me something to eat.”

 
    At this, Gervaise turned on his heel to face me, his forehead
wrinkling as he glared at me. Julien chuckled, shaking his head.

 
    “I don’t think you understand the way it works here. Gervaise fulfills
himself by preparing you food. It’s his job, and therefore if you don’t let him
do his job, well, it upsets him. Please have him make something for you. I
promise whatever it is will be delicious,” Julien said.

 
    I bit my lip. Outside of being at a restaurant, I didn’t really have
people around to cook for me. Well, besides Rosita when I would go visit her
sometimes. So this whole being catered to thing was completely new to me. I
nodded though, not wanting to offend the poor guy again.

 
    “I apologize, Gervaise. I was only just trying to make it easier on
you. I’m pretty indecisive when it comes to food. How about something like a
BLT?”

 
    “ Qu’est-ce que c’est que ça? What is BLT?” Gervaise asked, looking genuinely confused.

 
    “Bacon, lettuce, tomato? That’s all that’s on the sandwich,” I
explained.

 
    “Ah, yes. Ce n’est pas un problème. Have seat.”

 
    He got to work on the sandwich, and Julien and I took a seat at the
long kitchen table. Even though I desperately wanted to, I kept my eyes low,
and tried my best not to stare at him. I didn’t want to seem pathetic.

 
    But he didn’t seem to be having that, and kept trying to catch my
gaze. “So Amira, I had a chance to look through your file. I just want to be
clear upfront—you are absolutely safe here. I know that sounds a little too
good to be true, especially after what happened to you, but I can assure you
that it is. There are many measures in place to ensure your safety, and if you
ever need anything all you have to do is ask. I’m never too far away.”

 
    His soft accent soothed me, almost like silk across my ebony skin. I
didn’t want to enjoy it as much as I did, but he did actually make me feel
better.

 
    “Okay, you’ve read my file. At least I don’t have to go through all
the details with yet another person, so thank you for that. What about you? Do
I get some sort of secret file with all this impressive information about you
in it? It would only be fair.”

 
    The lightheartedness of my words surprised me. It had been so long
since I had been able to relax, much less really smile. Yet it was so easy to
just sit here and tease Julien, as if I had been doing it forever. Looking at
him, you wouldn’t think he was approachable, but he seemed very down to Earth…
and matched with his ability to charm the pants off of you… I was feeling
better about the situation the more I spoke with him.

 
    Julien gave me the sexiest crooked smile, folding his hands out in
front of him on the table. “You want a file on me? And what do you hope to find
out?”

 
    Hmm, I thought. That’s a pretty good question.

 
    I gave it some thought, as I looked up at the high-pitched ceiling
above our heads. He sat there patiently waiting for my answer.

 
    “A little background on you, for starters. You’re supposed to be
entrusted with my safety? I don’t know anything about you. Also… how did you
end up with a place like this? It’s just so, I don’t know, unreal. I still
can’t believe I’m sitting here inside of it.”

 
    He searched my eyes. I almost felt like he was digging through my
thoughts, the way his own honey-colored eyes pierced mine.

 
    “You