A Very Corporate Affair Book 2 (The Corporate Series) by Latham D

Author:Latham, D [Latham, D]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-07-05T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

When the gates closed behind us at Conniscliffe, I breathed a sigh of relief. The castle looked solid and safe, rather like Oscar at that moment. Jones took my bag, and we followed him in.

"I put you in the room next door to mine, just in case," said Oscar, steering me into the drawing room. "Mothers gone to a women's institute meeting, but said to tell you she'd see you in the morning."

"Ok, so what's the plan for tonight?" I asked. Oscar looked quizzical.

"Whatever you like. I can show you more of the castle, we can play billiards, watch a film, you tell me what you'd like."

"I'd love to see more of the castle, if that's ok."

"Sure. I arranged to eat quite early, so I'll take you on the guided tour afterwards. Now, glass of wine?"

"Please." Oscar went and found Jones to ask for our drinks. "Do you want me to get changed for dinner?"

"Not tonight, it's only the two of us, so no need to stand on ceremony."

"Do you eat in the big dining room when you're here alone?"

Oscar laughed, "no, I eat in the snug with a tray on my lap, watching television. Did you think I put a suit on and sit in silence at the table all on my own?" I shrugged. "Is that where you'd like to eat this evening?"

"That would be lovely. I feel like I've not relaxed all week. A soft sofa, and some trashy telly sounds wonderful"

"Your wish is my command madam," said Oscar with a smirk. "Besides, I like Friday night TV." He took my hand, and led me down a corridor, and into a small sitting room, with three large, slightly scruffy sofas, a big, low, coffee table in the centre of them, and a flat screen TV perched on a cabinet, which looked decidedly non antique. It was the cosiest, most informal room I'd seen at the castle. I curled up on the sofa, and sipped my wine, as Oscar flicked through the channels, before settling on the one show.

Before long, Jones arrived with some food on a trolley, along with two lap trays, and a bottle of wine. It was quite comical seeing a butler serve dinner on trays as if he was serving at a dinner party, but I kept quiet. If it was Oscar's idea of relaxed, I didn't want to mock.

Our roast chicken was delicious, and I was starving. "You pack it away don't you?" Oscar remarked, "I don't know where you put it. I like a woman who eats."

"I was starving. I've not eaten at all well this week. With James away, I've lived on ready meals and sandwiches, plus I've been a bit stressed."

"Can't you cook?"

"Oh yes. I'm quite a good cook, but I've not had much in the house, no time to shop, and I hate cooking for just myself. James is really good at keeping the fridge filled up, and he loves to whip up nice meals. It's a sort of hobby of his.

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