Give 'Us' A Chance

SCARLETT POV

"Mom! Mom!"

I groaned. Whose annoying voice is this?

"Mommy!!??"

I snapped open my eyes. Huh? Where am I? My body feels heavy. I looked around, and hm, everything is familiar. But-

Oh. OH. I quickly sat up in my bed, sunlight was peeking inside my room from the window, and everything came crashing in my mind. Mr Thomas came to my house, dropped Lily to her school, made breakfast for me, I even got to know about how much knowledge he has about flowers then he asked me to rest saying he will clean my house, make lunch and also pick Lily from her school. Remembering all this a small headache formed in my head. Oh God. Why?

Why is he doing all this? Or the personal assistant does these things as well for their boss? It's my first time having a personal assistant. I don't know, and I don't wanna come to any conclusion, all I know is right now I am feeling good. My head and body slightly hurt. But fever is not there. I am fine, maybe from tomorrow I can go back to work. I stretched my arms and gosh, it feels so good. And-

"Mommy!?"

Uh oh. She came home. How long did I sleep? I checked at the clock, and it was almost 1 in the noon. I got up from my bed and opened the door only to meet by a very overly excited 5-year-old girl, a grown man whose age I forgot by the way, and this-

Woah!

What?

I smelled again, and. Goodness, what's this aroma. But before I could process anything, Lily interrupted my thoughts. "Hey mom". I looked down at her.

"Yes, baby. You seem too excited today. What happened?"

She beamed and asked, "First tell me how are you feeling? Do you still have fever?" I smiled at her and picked her up. "No, I am not having fever anymore. But, wait. Why your both hands tucked behind you, what are you hiding baby?" She giggled and tucked out her hand which were holding a brown paper bag. "What is this, Lily?" I looked at him as to confirm. But he just smiled at me. I cleared my throat and looked at her again. "These are muffins."

"Muffins? Where did you get that?"

"Mr. Thomas bought it for me." I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Bought it for you? Or you forced him to buy?" I raised my eyebrows at her. Her eyes widened and she frantically shook her head in no. 

"No, no. I didn't. He asked me what I like to eat so, I told him I like muffins and then he took me to a baker shop and bought it for me." She turned behind to look at him, "Isn't that right Mr. Thomas?" 

He looked at her with soft eyes and nodded with a smile. She looked at me as if to say see-I-didn't-force-him. I looked at him and our eyes clicked again. I didn't know what to say so I simply nodded in acknowledgement for his kindness, and he nodded back at me. 

"So, did you thank him or just shamelessly took the muffins?" She gasped dramatically and shut her mouth with her small palms. "Oh no." She stumbled out from my grip and ran towards him, "Oh, I am so sorry, Mr. Thomas. I got so excited. Thank you so much for these muffins, if you want, I can share these with you."

Now, it was my turn to gasp. This little devil. She never once shared muffins. Last time, I asked her to share it with me she didn't even bother to reply just ran away from me and came after few minutes declaring *I ate my muffins, you can keep the wrapper*.  This little party changer!

My thoughts got interrupted by a manly chuckle. I looked at him, he bent on his one knee and ruffled her hair, there was a pretty smile on his face. "It's totally fine muffin; I don't want, you can have all."