Millie finished her dinner. She was shocked to hear Gary's account of Sabrina's death. She must have loved Gabriel to go back to him or was it as Gary said she just loved the lifestyle of being with one of the most famous men in the world.
"Where did the crash happen, Gary?"
"On the way back to London, she had been living with me on my boat."
Sophie knocked on the door of Millie's room. She had her arms full of clothes and shoes that had just been delivered by Nick a few moments ago. There was a letter for her too.Millie mumbled into her pillow as Sophie stuck her head around the door."Morning Millie, I've got a delivery for you," Sophie chirped.
After they had drunk their coffee, Millie desperately needed to walk off the lunch, especially the desserts. Meringues and profiteroles, ice cream and strawberries had all made an appearance on the dessert cart, including a piece of decadent chocolate cake that the three of them couldn't resist and had shared. Millie had fed them a forkful at a time."Oh God, I think I'm going to burst." Millie moaned as she sat back in her chair. "If only Nick hadn't forced that snail on me I would be fine."Nick raised his brow at her ridiculously untrue statement."I think it might have been that huge plate of profiteroles you just scoffed." He reminded her."No, no, it was the mollusc. If you hadn't forced that in my mouth I wouldn't have had to eat the profiteroles to taste away." Millie smiled up at him.Nick rolled his eyes at her. "Come and sit down."Millie shook her head, "No, I need to walk, need to get rid of this full to bursting feeling. Come o
Millie turned on the seat to face Nick. He looked slightly apprehensive at what she might ask. They were silent for a few a while as Millie let the information about Gabriel sink in. Her Gabriel. How could he have suffered so much tragedy and still be the be funny, beautiful man he was? Her heart was breaking for him, and not only Gabriel but Nick as well. Nick who held everything together, what heartbreak had he suffered?"So," she asked, wanting to change the subject slightly. "If you were both happy with just women before, why and how are you and Gabe in a sexual relationship?" She asked after a few minutes of getting both their feelings under control.Nick smiled and shook his head. " I'm attracted to men, well, some men. I always have been, and women too, it's..." Nick looked at the sky for an answer as he watched a bird swooping in the sky. " freedom, to not have to choose the gender of your lover. As for Gabriel, I've known him since we were seventeen. We
Gabriel was sitting at the piano when he heard the door opening. He was humming a tune he was halfway through writing and was jotting notes down on a sheet on score paper. Gabriel put his pen down and walking over to the large square archway. He stood and watched for a moment and then leaned against the jamb arms and legs crossed to enjoy watching Nick and Millie kissing, he knew how turned on Nick would be by now, in fact watching them he was feeling stirrings in his groin.Millie suddenly opened her eyes and caught sight of Gabriel. She pulled away from Nick with a gasp, scuttling off to the bathroom, to repair her face."I take it that the game is on then?" Gabriel smirked when he heard the bathroom door snap shutNick went to the bar and poured a triple vodka and downed it in one."Christ was it as bad as that?" Gabe asked, watching Nick. "What the hell did she say to you?""What? Nick turned around not realising that Gabriel had spoken. "Oh, n
It was hot in bed, and Millie turned over trying to find a cold patch, it was more difficult in this bed, as it wasn't as big as the one at home she had more room of her own there. Here she was somewhat hemmed in, Nick on one side and Gabriel on the other. She got comfortable again putting her arm out of bed to cool off a bit and moved her legs.Opening her eyes, she faced Gabriel. Millie studied him carefully, his eyes were closed, and his lashes were thick dark scimitars, why did men always have the longest lashes? Her gaze travelled further down his face. She could see that his stubble had g
Millie was feeling more like herself. She had spent an hour in the bath, soaking while the men ordered breakfast."I hope you brought me some more clothes?" she asked as she sat at the breakfast table wrapped up in a thick bathrobe."Oh no, we didn't!" exclaimed Nick. "I knew we'd forgotten something.""You'll have to stay in bed all day." moaned Gabriel with a cheeky grin.Millie pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes."She's not buying it mate," Nick said, trying not to smile."Worth a try" shrugged Gabriel who couldn't stop smiling.Millie shook her head in mock despair, "One man would have done" she muttered, " How come I get two of the maddening things?" she said, looking at Nick.Nick thought he would tease her, he adored teasing her."Are you saying you don't want us?" He asked slapping marmalade on his toast. "And especially now that you have had your evil way with us."Nick had that look on his face,
The concierge watched, as Nick Henderson and Gabriel Swann escorted their delightful lady friend across the foyer of the hotel. She was beautiful and had an innocent charm that would have his countrymen giving very long second glances."Mademoiselle Ashton," he bowed over her hand. "Enchante," he murmured.He turned to Nick, "I have ordered the best limousine for you, Sir," he raised his hand
Millie looked around the jet. The cream leather seats looked like they could swallow you up. They were so big and squashy. They had red silk and gold scatter cushions arranged neatly on each chair and across the sofa. The sofa faced the plasma television screen, and there were fresh flowers on the tables. Millie looked around in awe. This plane was far superior to the one she had flown on to Paris. She truly felt she had entered into a luxurious place. Millie was glad, and it would make their last hour together very comfortable.She was glad they had rented a villa, Nick said it was only two miles from the Castle de Costa so that they wouldn't be far away, and they would come and collect her each evening. There was no way she was staying the night there, she was coming home to her men, her mother could scream blue murder, but she was not staying the night there.Once they were airborne, Nick moved to sit on the sofa. He patted the seat next to him, wanting Millie and G