“Well, as long as you like it, then I like it,” he said. He looked around then and his gaze landed on the ornate wooden headboard. “I’m not sure about the furniture, though. It’s a bit much for my tastes.” I smirked and tangled my fingers in his hair. “You’ll change your mind once we break the bed
Abby The sound of music fills the space as I carefully fold my clothes and place them neatly in a large suitcase. “You’re sure you don’t want this?” Chloe asks, turning away from the mirror. She’s wearing one of my heavier winter jackets, a vintage wool piece that suits her really well. “Yeah,
Vanessa grins. “I’d love to.” … A few minutes later, we’re all sitting around the kitchen island with wine glasses in hand. I can’t drink for obvious reasons, so I’m sipping on a cup of tea. Vanessa has removed her trench coat to reveal one of her usual fabulous outfits; she’s like a work of a
Karl “What should I do with this, Sir?” I look up to see one of the servants standing over me, holding a box of books. Upon looking through the books, I can see that they’re titles I’ll never read again, so I shrug and wave my hand. “You can add it to the donation pile,” I say, indicating a pi
“Brother,” Ethan says, walking into the room. “I’m glad to have caught you before you left.” I nod my head and clasp forearms with my brother. “Ethan,” I say, then nod politely, albeit stiffly, at Gianna. “Gianna.” Much to my surprise, Gianna politely dips her head. She’s clasping her arms acros
Abby Despite the warm spring weather and the golden glow of the city lights at night, the restaurant feels more imposing than ever as I stare up at it. I take in a shuddering breath, blinking back the tears that threaten to spill. Not tonight. I won’t cry tonight. A warm hand slips into
Ethan chuckles. “I’ll certainly do my best.” “That’s all I can ask for.” We sip our drinks for a few more moments in companionable silence. It’s hard to believe that it’s come to this; Ethan is the new CFO and head manager of the restaurant. I’m still technically the owner, but I’ll hardly b
Abby The air is sweet and heavy with the scent of blooming flowers as the three of us step off of the helicopter. Leah, who has only seen this place in pictures, looks around with an expression of wonder in her eyes as she takes in the sunlit scene. “Wow,” she breathes, stepping forward with