Millie ran to her room. What was it Gabriel had said? They were both thrilled she wasn't a bag of bones! What did he mean? Didn't they like thin sexy girls? That isn't what the press said. She saw the pictures in newspapers and magazines.
She washed the tears away, changed her top and brushed her hair. She didn't want to go out without setting things right with Nick. But, just as she was leaving the kitchen, Gabriel came running down the stairs.
"Are you ready, Millie?"
"Can I see Nick?"
Gabriel shook his head and took her hand, leading her outside to his car.
"Not right now love he's working. You know he doesn't like to be disturbed. He'll want to see you later, though. Now don't you worry about him, Nick's temper is very short, and he doesn't bear grudges. He has already forgiven you."
Millie was exhausted. Gabriel had dragged her around the shops, making her try on dress after dress. He'd had her locked in changing rooms while he loaded u
Millie didn't dare open her eyes when she woke up.She couldn't believe she'd fallen asleep on Nick's lap. This was insane! What was she thinking, sitting on his lap anyway?She kept still, listening to her surroundings. The TV was tuned to a football channel as usual, with the sound on low. Nick was quietly talking to Gabriel, who was stroking her ankles and massaging her feet against his thighs.She tensed up. Gross! They'd been ensconced in her sweaty boots all day.Nick knew she was awake, and he felt her body stiffen. Was she embarrassed at falling asleep on him? He didn't mind. She felt lovely in his arms. He might just have to kiss her to shut her up. Though, maybe he'd leave that to Gabriel. Perhaps he'd let him explain how they felt about her. He was persuasive, and his smile infectious. No one could say no to Gabe."Millie? Sweetheart? Wake up."She knew she had to open her eyes now, however awkward.She was still contemplat
“Shoes for Friday first? What do you think, hm?”Nick asked as they wandered hand in hand through the streets of Mayfair, the dazzling shops shrines to luxury labels. Millie felt out of her depth here, her eyes taking in London’s celebration to the rich and famous.She gave him a sidelong glance, her heart doing a little jump at the sight of his perfect profile. God, he looked like a God, a dark, alluring God with a little bit of a short temper. That realization prompted her to agree with his suggestion.“Okay.”Millie would not argue. She was learning whatever Nick said, Nick meant. She had already discovered the best way to deal with him, was to do what he said, or ask him to reconsider. He didn’t take to being argued with. She loved being around him, though she concluded that she had to tread lightly around him. Which, added to his overall appeal.Her eyes fell toward their locked finger
Millie looked down at the table. Good God, what was he doing to her? She was feeling very hot. Her clothing was too restrictive, and the warm feeling in the pit of her stomach was getting worse, she could feel her arousal slipping into her panties. If Nick's hand crept any higher, he'd feel how wet her knickers were and then he'd want to take them off!She felt out of control. She needed Gabriel! He didn't push her like this. he didn't make demands she didn't know how to handle. Gabriel grounded her. He gently guided her when she was in his arms. Instinctively, she knew he'd comfort and support her while she came to terms with this overwhelming attraction she and Nick shared.Fortunately, she was saved having to answer Nick, by the waiter who arrived with their lunch. Although Nick ceased running his hand over her thigh, his attention didn't wane. Instead, he fed her pasta and seafood from the large bowl they shared.It proved to be rather challenging to predict
Without knickers, the cold air caressed Millie's freshly exposed skin. The rush of new and pleasantly strange sensations was distracting, but oddly freeing. The girls at the salon had affectionately kissed her goodbye and instructed her to have a cool shower that evening."Are you feeling okay?"Gabriel squeezed her hand as they walked up the road to his car."Yes, decidedly drafty," she shrugged. "But it feels okay."She knew without looking at him that he was wearing a smug little smirk. A glimpse from the corner of her eye confirmed it when he helped her into her seat.Millie's expression softened. Gabriel wasn't just gorgeous to look at; he was beautiful all the way through. She'd never seen him angry; he left that up to Nick. They were perfect opposites of one another, two halves of a whole - like the good cop, bad cop partnership TV shows depicted. The thing was, she wanted the bad just as much as the good!When they got home, Millie w
Pearl Ashton threw her phone across the bedroom. It missed her twin sister's head by millimetres before shattering against the wall, waking Ruby up."What the hell is wrong with you?" Ruby screamed, pulling her sleep mask from her eyes. "You could have hit me with that you stupid bitch! I can't afford bruises. I have the Chloe show to do next week."Pearl flung her long blond hair back over her shoulder, pouting so hard, her bottom lip was sticking right out."You know better than that, Pearl. Pulling faces gives you ugly wrinkles. What's got your knickers in a knot anyway?""Nick and Gabriel are refusing to take us to the premiere tonight. They say they already have a date.""What?" Ruby gritted her teeth, and her shoulders were rigid. "How dare they ruin our plans! Gabriel is mine! We haven't seen them since that dreadful dinner. " Ruby's eyes began to water. "I ... I love him.Pearl, what am I going to do?" she said, bursting into tears.
By half-past two, she had the whole house cleaned. She put away her dusters and polish and went down to the kitchen. She was just waiting for the kettle to boil when her phone rang."Hello""Hello darling, are you alright?""Hi Nick, I'm fine thanks, just having a cup of tea.""Well don't dawdle, the car will arrive any minute now, to take you to have your hair done.""Oh, I forgot about that." Millie paused. "I'm not sure I should go with you."There was a sigh at the other end of the phone."What's happened?"She recognized his "don't mess with me" tone of voice."Nothing has happened.""Right! In that case, you will be going to have your hair done, and we'll see you at five-thirty. Just enjoy it, Millie."Nick wasn't sure whether this was first night nerves or whether something had happened when he ended the call and turned to Gabriel."Remind me to call the salon to see if she's gone to get
Nick took her hand and ushered her out of the building before her mother and sisters came over again. The last thing he wanted was a slanging match with the twins and their mother.The car was waiting for them at the kerb, and they bundled Millie inside."So, what happens now?" She asked, getting comfortable between the pair of them."We go home, get in my car, and we stop halfway." Gabriel snuggled up against her, "We even have a picnic that we had packed up for us today so we can stop and eat on the way." He sounded very well happy thought, Millie, they had thought of everything."Oh, I love picnics," Millie said thinking of the one time that her sisters had been relatively pleased with her by organising an evening picnic for them and the men they saw at the time. By the time she had finished, the whole garden was full of candlelight and floating canopies. Millie had gone to Fortnum and Mason for the food and had even dressed up in a black dress c
Somehow, almost as if by magic, Millie found herself in bed between Nick and Gabriel and this time she wasn't ill. Nick on her right and Gabriel on her left. She lay flat on her back in the middle, not daring to move."This is cosy," said Gabriel as he turned to lay on his side facing Millie and Nick."Don't you pinch the quilt either, Nick said, grabbing hold of it."You can talk," Gabriel muttered."Can you calm down, please? It's like being in bed with a couple of five-year-olds.""Sorry, darling," Nick said as he slowly curved his arm around her waist."Are you comfortable love?" asked Gabriel."Yes, thank you," Millie rolled onto her side towards Gabriel, who rolled over and reached for her arm to hold it against his chest.She was dropping off to sleep when Nick moved his hand towards her breasts. She didn't move a muscle. Would he move again, would he touch her breast, her nipple? Mill