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It’s beautiful.
I want to feel hurt that Lucian’s left me alone, but it feels like home. I don’t feel out of place except for the man himself isn’t around right now.
Going back to the bedroom, I read his note a dozen times, catching the scent of his cologne on it and throwing myself back onto the bed, I decide to try and enjoy myself.
After all, it’s only… crap!
It’s Eleven o’clock in the morning.
I try to tell myself he’s joking about work too. I mean does he really expect me to dress up like that again?
Turning my head to one side, I can make out the dressing room, the telltale red and white of the Mrs. Claus suit draped over something makes me groan again.
The bathroom door is ajar too, and after a few deep breaths, I explore that option first.
It’s beautiful, like the rest of the place.
Gleaming black and white tiles with an ornate forest green frieze with a huge antique claw tub as the centerpiece.
Matching his and hers everything, even toilets for god’s sake.
“I don’t know what you do Lucian, but it can’t be legal,” I murmur, whistling through my teeth as I start to give up on exploring and get down to plain old snooping.
It’s his room alright. The same cologne in custom bottles I can tell are handmade and from Paris. A little jewelry mostly watches and cufflinks, but the acre of suits, shirts, and casual wear tells me more about the man than he could in such a short amount of time.
Deciding to test his invitation, I ring the bell by the bed.
Avoiding the huge mirrors I look out the windows, holding back the drapes and gasping aloud at the huge manicured garden, like a scene from a postcard all covered in snow.
There’s a gentle knock at the door, and peering through the crack as I tentatively open it, I find a hotel-style trolley covered with silver domes. The smell of fresh, hot food sees me wheeling it inside greedily.
I don’t even care that I didn’t see who left it.
I’m starved.
Eating hot bacon, eggs, French toast, and sausage until I can’t move. I lay back on the bed and drift off to sleep again, returning to the dream I had where Lucian was between my legs making me call out his name.
It must be an hour or so later, right when I feel myself about to climax in my dream when I start awake.
Checking the clock by the bed, I know I don’t have much time.
But why would Lucian want me to go to work of all places? And why isn’t he here with me?
I run a bath, wondering just how much water I’m using, and find plenty of suds and salts that all smell like Lucian.
Another soaking, reading his note, and wandering around his room again and I feel like I better get ready.
To wear the suit or get changed at work though?
Ah crap! My bag, phone, everything is back there in that locker.
I have to go, telling myself I can get changed once I get there.
But how am I going to get there?
Oh, he said there would be a car waiting for me.
Once I’m dressed and have my costume in hand, there’s a familiar tap at the door, and opening it I can see the light from the open front door coming up the stairs.
In no time, and after seeing absolutely no one, I’m in the same car from last night, taking me back to work.Chapter TenLucianI must pick up that damned phone twenty times, wanting to call her.
Needing to know she got my note.
Needing to know she’s alright.
The household has strict instructions to leave her alone, only giving her anything she wants when she rings for it.
God, I hope I’m doing the right thing. I know I’m doing the right thing.
It’s an early start for me, still dark by the time I leave her bedside, bunking down on the leather chair as I watch her sleep, smiling to myself for a few hours before it’s time to get moving again.
Pleased to know I’ve staked my claim and that in just a few short hours, I have everything I want.
Almost everything.
Until I have our babies inside her, until I know she’s mine for keeps, I still have a nagging edge of mild anxiety.
Maybe it’s just me getting older. Maybe it’s the fact she’s so fucking beautiful and in my house now that gives me justified cause for concern.
Until I’ve claimed her properly, and put a baby inside with a gold band on her finger, I’ll always be a little antsy.
Christmas Eve always starts early for me, but today of all days sees me having to front up to the meeting I missed yesterday, even though it’s a telecall from my office. I listen to the wine guy and nod, mumbling uh-huh until he names his price and I sign off on it.
