11

Kendell Marano Parker.

- Come on, Kendell! - they say they're already leaving.

- I'm going, I'm going. - I say getting out of the car, picking up that whole coldness.

We entered the airport.

And I think there was no more such a big, beautiful and elegant thing looking like a hill for me to see in this city.

- Let's ask, if Dad's jet has already reached the receptionist. - Hugo says, going towards the counter with the Hector, and followed by the incorporated pole, called their personal safety.

Private jet, where I went to get involved.

Rich person is something else, even to go to the counter to talk about needs security.

I really have to enrol, to see if I get a tastesal security all embodied like that.

I sit there on those waiting banks. And I keep watching the airport.

After all, government bandits have money, they just don't want to get those moquifos.

There's practically nobody here, I think there are only about 10 people here, not counting on the employees.

Everyone messing with their cell phones and I poor, poor in soul and material goods, without even a little pump to be able to play.

Life, life, life...

This thing of being addicted to soap opera will make me a duet with Anitta and Pabllo Vitar.

- You said you just landed! - Heitor warns you when you approach.

- Okay! - I answer, and they look at me crazy.

- What was it? - I question.

- Kendell, we have to go to the waiting room, from the private area. - Kelly tells me.

- Oh? - I question, and they sit as if I were a retard. - I didn't know, it's normal. - I speak and they start laughing. - Come on, then. I don't know where it is, that. - I say and they keep talking about how happy their hot father was going to be, and I'm trying to mentally behave to look like an older person, not a little girl who gets full of hormones when she sees a guy similar to the TV actors.

As soon as we get there, it doesn't take 15 seconds and the hot chef master appears.

I died millions.

He's much nicer and more beautiful than I remembered, God!

Why? Why? Tell me why the chef had to be so irresistible.

It even seems that he agreed on how to dress with his children.

He has dark blue jeans, which covered his spotted and deliciously turned, muscular legs, a white shirt with a black jacket, which hid the rest of his black scarf, he had those shoes, which I don't know the name, but those chic ones.

In his left hand, he carried a gold-coloured watch, which I won't even doubt if he found out to be golden, and his cell phone, and in his right hand he pulled only a black chic suitcase, and the others were pulled by a beautiful employee.

His hair was tied to a male bun, and I swear that I'm now in doubt if it's with coke that the guy gets hotter or is with loose hair.

Jesus, help me!

- Dad! - I hear a resounding scream that wakes me up from my trance who appreciates hot bosses, when the three little dots scream running to the father who leaves his suitcase, so that he can hug them. Surprised and happy to see you.

Kelly fills him with kisses on his face and he laughs while hugging his children.

When Kelly starts crying out of nowhere.

- I, I... - start sobbing and I'm even worried, because my plague is crying. The father hugs her - I... I missed her Dad very much. - she whimps, and even makes her want to cry together.

I see the boys crying, and when I find myself, I'm almost crying because of their fault, but as soon as I realise it, I recover.

- I also missed you. - he says caressing the puppy's hair and messing up the puppies' hair.

The most exciting scene I've seen to date, well until he lands his predator's eyes on mine.

May he not say goodbye to me because of yesterday.

I get surprised when he looks down from my face to my body in a totally seductive way, and he still bites the lower lip aside.

Little chef does that way, no.

- Good night, Kendell! - does he say, smiling? Smiling face, what white and perfect teeth, my God, and these fleshy and fucking lips.

- Good night, little chef! - I greet him and he smiles.

- How are you? - questions.

- Everything is with you? - I question and he faces me.

Pay attention, bro, he's your boss.

- I mean, and with the chef, is everything okay? - I ask and he laughs.

- Everything, Kendell. - he says, carrying Kelly with one arm only to his lap, while he picks up his suitcase again.

- That's good! How did you run there, where were you? - I really wonder you were curious.

Keep your mouth shut.

- It's called Germany, Kendell. - Hugo says.

- That's it, there in Germany. - rectify and he lets off a laugh.

- Everything went very well, thank you. - says and I sign, still thinking about how to give gracha, so that he doesn't resign.

Think of a little bit there Kendell.

- The little chef came back nicer and more beautiful like that. - I speak and condemn myself when I see that shit only comes out of my mouth. He smiles and passes his seductive look shamelessly through my body.

- You're not bad either. - he says staring at me and I ran off.

The boys start laughing.

- Did you excited a lot there? - Kelly who was out of laughter questions her father's lap.

- I was working, daughter. I wasn't kidding. - he says.

- Oh, and doesn't your work cheer up? - she questions, as we leave the monster airport.

- It depends. - he answers and she shrugs. - Who had the idea of coming here? - he questions.

- Kendell! - they say, and he faces me, these wolf's eyes will make me commit crazy fucking.

- Kendell? - he questions, while we go to the parking lot.

- Yes, but so do we. - the Hector says.

Look at the plague trying to steal my moment of glory.

- That's good! - he says.

- Daddy... - Kelly is already going to flatter her father.

- Kelly speaks. - he says.

- It will be, that we can call Marininha, Henrique, Ana Julia, Uncle Pedro, Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Loan... - the father interrupts her.

- Why all these people in my house? - he asks, unlocking a monster car that was parked there.

What car is this here?

He goes around to pack the luggage compartment.

- Oh, father, accept go. - Hugo says, begging, while his father closes the luggage compartment and faces him.

- Just because I'm a doubly fucked father, I'll let him. - he says.

And it's not that the screaming of the party begins.

- But just for 8:00 a.m. or 9:00 a.m. - he says - I need to rest. - he says by passing his hand in Hugo's hair, who is all upset making me want to laugh.

- Combined! - they say.

- Hey, little chef? - I call him and he looks at me.

Look like this, no chef.

- We came with Teozão, you know, and he's still waiting for us. - I speak. It's that it gets ugly, I leave him there, while the man dawned, right? Besides, it's already a danger to be a few metres away, imagine side by side, leave.

- No problem, just tell him to go. - he says opening the door to the children. - Put your belts well and stay quiet there. - he says it.

- I don't think it's okay. - I say - I think it's better at least to go back with him. - I say, please God...

He looks at me a little intrigued.

- I tell him, he does. - he says looking at me a little severe. He got nervous. - You come with me and point. - he says authoritarian.

Oh, my God!

- It's okay. - I say by making a sign with your hands, signalling him to calm down.

I go around and get in the car. And if my ass spoke, I'd be screaming for joy.

Seconds later he gets in the car.

Whatever God wants.