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    Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter XVI

    She tousled his hair as she stood up.

    "I guess we use the bathroom in your office?," Martin asked.

    Bette nodded, "For showering.  Otherwise, you guys can also use the powder room in the corner, too."

    Sandrine was coming online in the iPad Yves was holding as Bette and Martin were talking.  "Bonjour Bette," she called out.  Bette walked behind Yves and waved, "Bonsoir Sandrine."  Sandrine smiled, "Well, once again, thank you for having my guys over.  I made them promise they would behave …but you please tell me if they do something naughty, alright?"

    Bette laughed, "I’m sure they’ll be perfect gentlemen, Sandrine.  At least I’m sure Yves will be," she tousled his hair again.  "He is such a delightful boy!"

    "Thank you. I think he is smitten with you," Sandrine laughed lightly.  "We shared with him pictures we took of you, Tina, and Angelica, and your beautiful home, and he couldn’t wait to see everything for himself!"

    "Oh … so that’s why he was so complimentary when he entered the house with me!," Bette laughed lightly bending forward to look at Yves, who beamed back another cheeky smile.

    "And he likes holding her hand, too, Sandrine," Martin joined in, poking Yves on his side to tickle him.  They all shared a laugh as the boy struggled to hold the iPad up, and as a blush began to creep up his cheeks. 

    "Well, I will leave you Mourins to it while I check on whether we have all the ingredients my friend said she would need to cook us dinner tonight, alright?" Bette said, with another light laugh.

    "You have a cook?," Sandrine asked, a little puzzled.  She wondered why they hadn’t met her when she and Martin visited Bette a couple of weeks ago.

    "No … my friend who is a chef comes by from time to time to cook for us," Bette explained. "She’s very good, and is part of the staff of a Michelin-starred restaurant here in New York. Sometimes she comes over with her other chef friends to experiment.  And sometimes, she comes to prepare food for parties or events we’re having.  And sometimes she comes … just because!"

    "Oh, you will be so spoiled out there with Bette, Yves!" Sandrine teased Yves. "A Michelin-star chef preparing you dinner…"

    "And his very own video-game pad with a wall-sized screen and hi-tech sound system," Martin added.

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