CHAPTER 52
One evening Peter came home with a more mischievous expression than usual. I immediately understood that he had a surprise for me.
‘Did you win a special prize, Peter?’ I reached him, wrapping my arms around his neck. ‘Or maybe they offered you some very important collaboration? Not with a beautiful girl, right? Do I have to act jealous? I know how much you enjoy that.’
He put his hands on my hips and gently rubbed me. Strangely, he remained silent. I sighed nervously and stared expectantly. Finally, he decided to speak.
‘Not me, sweetheart... you. And I hope the jealous scene from me won’t be necessary.’
I didn’t understand the meaning of his words. I stared at him, puzzled, urging him to continue. ‘I invited someone for dinner, Amantine. He will be here soon.’
‘What do y
