#Chapter 7-Smart Like Your Dad

I feel the heat return to my cheeks, genuinely taken aback by the girl's intelligence at such a young ages. It makes me feel funny even talking to them at their age level. “I’ve known your dad for a while. We met a few years ago, and now we work together.” Bea sighs, and Tris sits back on her butt. The eldest sister sighs, though, in what sounds like relief. “Good. You’re not here to be our new Mommy.” I cough once, then twice. No, that’s absolutely not what was going to be happening, but I didn’t imagine hearing a seven-year-old talking so maturely. However, as shocked I am hearing her say these things, my curiosity can’t help but become piqued by her sentence. Derek’s love life? I mean, it’s normal for people to gossip in the real world, right? I’m but a mere mortal and I thrive on the human connection where I share information with others. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to know more about the man that has become my neig