Page 60 of Enchanted

The question left my lips before I could stop it. “What are the others?”

Heated eyes flicked over me before returning to the pamphlet. “Guess you’ll have to find out. Or not.”

I bit my lower lip. I shouldn’t want to find out. I was so freshly single I hadn’t even processed it yet.

I’m single.

It shouldn’t be this hard to keep Rami in the friendship box. I just wished Rami wasn’t so fucking…nice. And hot.

“Okay, so we have a plan,” he said with a firm nod. “Leave it with me.”

My brows shot up. “Wait, no. I just said —”

“I know what you said.” He put his hand over my mouth. Fuck, it was so big that it covered the entire lower half of my face. I shifted in my seat, begging my cock to stop stiffening. “I’m paying for this. If you really insist, you can pay me back. I’ll accept a pound a week.”

Despite the ridiculous situation, I found myself chuckling as he removed his hand. I had no idea what it was about Rami, he just brought it out in me. “I’ll be in debt to you for a thousand years. You’ll never be rid of me.”

He smirked. “Maybe that’s my plan.”

“Okay, I seriously underestimated how posh this place is,” I said to Rami. We were back in his car, following a Land Rover through a country estate. It was so big that apparently guests weren’t trusted to navigate themselves, so a ranger was leading the way. Or maybe that was just how the other half lived—with everything spoon-fed to them. “I’m not going to fit in.”

“You’ll fit in just fine,” Rami said. “No one will make you uncomfortable with me around. I promise.”

I studied his giant frame from the corner of my eye. All those rippling muscles I’d spent the past few days photographing. He was probably right. It’d take a certain kind of idiot to pick a fight with someone his size.

Rami parked neatly next to the ranger, waving him off with a polite smile when he offered to help us with our bags.

Bags we didn’t have.

Really hope Rami was right about the toiletries and washing facilities.

“Here we are,” the man said brightly he led us up to a quaint, rustic-looking building. “This is Poacher’s Cottage, your home for the next three nights.”

I had to force my jaw not to drop again as he opened the door. The inside was anything but quaint and rustic. We stepped into a large room housing a kitchen, dining room table, and a living area. The central focal point was a beautiful fireplace. The red tiles were arranged in such a way that it looked as though it had been carved from the centre of a tree.

But it was the outside that drew my attention. Huge bi-fold doors stretched across the entire room, revealing a lake beyond.

The ranger was chattering away about various amenities. I hoped Rami was taking it in, because I was too in awe of the fact that we had a whole fucking lake outside to pay attention.

I stared out across the water, again questioning how my day had ended with me here.

Well, it probably had something to do with Dave fu⁠—

I cut that thought off mid-sentence. I wasn’t ready to deal with…all of that. Not yet. There’d been so much upheaval in my life recently. Too much. My brain couldn’t cope with any more.

So, I just stared at the lake.

I only realised the ranger had left when Rami joined me. “There’s a rowboat.”

My head snapped around. “Seriously?”

“Yep.” He put his hands in his pockets as he smiled almost shyly. “I can take us both out in it later, if you like.”

“I hope it’s a big one. I’m not sure a small one will hold us both.”

“If it helps, Tom said it’s not deep.”

I frowned. “Tom?”