AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Fuck.
“What?” she exclaims. “What crow?”
I have no idea why I said that. Rami and I agreed not to get Fran all worried again. I guess the very tall glass of wine I had before leaving has left me saying too much.
“Just this dead crow that was lying outside my door yesterday.”
“What happened to it?” she asks.
“I don’t know, babe. I didn’t have time to do the autopsy.”
She chuckles at my inanity.
“I guess it flew into a window, or just died of natural causes or something. I grabbed a spade from the garden and put it under a bush.”
“Jesus,” she groans, half-laughing. “Talk about a fucking omen.”
“You can say that again.” I inhale a tremoring breath. “I feel like that dead crow sums up my chances of surviving tonight without needing therapy.”
“Where are you now?”
“I’m in a cab that he called. I’m like two minutes away. Oh God, we’re slowing down. I’m gonna get so fucking hammered tonight.”
“Well, just try to do it once the night is over,” she suggests.
“Fat fucking chance,” I moan to her chuckle of amusement.
“I’m with you, girl, okay?”
“Oh, shit. We’re there.”
“Good luck. You can always storm out and come to my place if it all goes tits up.”
“I’ll remember that.”
“Text me later to tell me how it went.”
“If I don’t, it’s because I got so shitfaced that I can’t type.”
“Bye,” she chuckles. “Love you.”
As the car rolls to a stop, I see Greyson’s black Bentley parked on the other side of the gated driveway of what I can already see is one of those colossal multi-million dollar houses I was afraid of having to walk into.
As the engine quietens, Grey emerges from his car looking like God in a suit, slamming his door shut.
“Thanks,” I say to the driver. “How much?”
“It’s taken care of, Miss,” he replies as I grab the bunch of white lilies I bought for the mom as aPlease-like-mebribe. I was considering buying them a bottle of wine, but I suspect that the delicious and sweet twenty-dollar-a-bottle Prosecco I usually bring when I come to people’s places for dinner would be used to scrub out the toilet with at their place.
“Okay, thank you.”
As I get out, Grey walks towards me, draped in black, from the jacket to the pants. In the eerie light on this street, he looks positively ominous.
“I told you I was gonna pay,” I moan, only for him to stand still, inspecting me in that ever-poised way of his as I approach.
He shakes his head slowly as I feel my cheeks widening into a grin. As I make it to within a foot of him, he leans down to kiss me on the cheek, the touch of his lips leaving tingles quaking on my skin. I inhale his singular scent as his thick brown hair brushes against my cheek.
“What’s with the flowers?”
