The Perfect Thief novel Chapter 13

Chapter 0013

He handed me back the resume without saying a word to me, but his eyes scanned me briefly before he shifted his attention to his son. The atmosphere had grown tense, almost awkward. Matt was staring back and forth between me and his father, and I could see the questions lurking in his eyes.

“And what do you want, Matt?” Gavin asked the boy.

Matt looked uneasy for a moment as his eyes met mine. There was a part of me that thought Matt would tell me to get out and that he never wanted to see me again. I wasn’t sure if I actually made an impression on him, or if I was just like any of his other tutors. I was bracing myself for the rejection. But then a smile lit up Matt’s face as he looked at his father.

“I want Judy,” he shocked me by saying.

Both Gavin and Adam looked shocked as well; though, relic flooded across Adam’s face almost as quickly. Gavin raised his brows as he looked at his son.

“You’re sure?” He asked.

He nodded.

“I thought she was just another pretty face. But she’s proved herself, Dad. She’s really good at what she does. I want her to tutor me and train me to be the best,” he said proudly as he glanced at me and then back at his father.

I felt a sense of pride swelling in my chest and I had to stifle a smile. I could see the admiration in Gavin’s eyes a he addressed his son.

He then looked at me and said, “My son doesn’t usually take kindly to tutors. The fact that he likes you speaks volumes.”

My cheeks grew warm. Was that a compliment?

I cleared my throat, trying to recover myself.

“You are the man of the house and ultimately it is your decision. If you’d like, I can still go. I didn’t mean to intrude on your home,” I told him, keeping my head held high.

“Dad?” Matt asked, tugging at his father’s shirt. He looked worried that his father was about to make me leave.

Gavin smiled at his son.

“Go with Adam inside. I’m going to speak with Judy for a moment,” he said softly.

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I wrapped my arms around my body like I was shielding myself from whatever blows he was about to give me.

“I’m not going to make you leave,” he surprised me by saying “My son likes you and that’s a rarity. I won’t ruin that for him. I’ll allow you to be his tutor,” he told me.

He glanced at it briefly, his arms folded across his chest, and then his gaze lifted, and he met my eyes. He was silent, and I started to feel extremely uncomfortable and nervous under his scrutiny, so I slowly lowered my hand.