21 Steps to Happiness by F. G. Gerson

Author:F. G. Gerson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2006-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

I’m running out of excuses to explain why I keep ending up in bed with the Hub.

I wake up in my suite. The bed is empty beside me, but the shower is not. It’s full of a singing Hub.

But make no mistake. Members of the jury, this woman is guilty as charged. She was sexed so much and so well, her vocal cords hurt. She won’t sing today. She won’t sing any day soon. Unlike the man who is taking a shower in her bathroom right now.

I’m so confused. I messed up again. I achieved exactly the opposite of what I wanted. It’s this city. This charming guy. This romantic feeling. His voice. His kisses. His touch.

I’m so weak. That’s exactly why I have messed up my life so far. Look at Jodie. That’s a strong woman! Unlike me, she says no when she has to and she has been perfectly happy for the last forty years.

I’m a tramp!

And unless this room has soundproof walls, everybody in the hotel will know that by now. Soon all Paris will know. And soon Nicolas will know.

Why did you force me to eat your goddamn disgusting cassoulet instead of being the one to bring me on board a boat, supply me with unreasonable amounts of champagne and declare your love to me?

I ease up on my elbow to look at Hubert as he comes out of the bathroom. He has wrapped a towel around his waist, and is drying his hair with another towel. He looks like the man in the shower-gel ads.

“I’m sorry I woke you up.”

He sits beside me on the bed and kisses me on the forehead. “I have to be in London for the day. Come with me?”

I shake my head. “I have a job, too.”

He kisses me on the forehead again. “Tonight, then?”

“I told you, I have to work.”

Who took the jam out of my doughnut?

He shrugs and goes back in the bathroom. “Can I use your toothbrush?”

“No!”

There is something amazing about being in a bad mood. You can see yourself being a bitch and you hate it, but there’s nothing you can do to stop it. “It’s not hygienic,” I say and immediately hit my own forehead. Lynn, you schmuck! Not hygienic, really? After last night?

Thankfully he is gentlemanly enough not to protest.

“You have to promise to come with me to the Louis Vuitton party.”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe is better than no.” He comes out of the bathroom with his black shirt on. He smiles at me. “You should go back to sleep. You sound very tired.”

Give me a knife! I want to jump on him and stab him in the face. Tired? Sleep more? What part of “I have a job, too” didn’t he understand?

He tries to kiss me before being on his way, but I turn away.

“Okay…” he says, not really complaining. He has a you’re-just-in-one-of-those-moods look on his face. “I’ll phone you when I’m back from London.”

That’s it! Get out of my room! Get out of my life!

I hate you!

I hate Nicolas!

I hate myself.

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