A Wish for Christmas by Michele Brouder

Author:Michele Brouder
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christmas romance, holiday romance, holiday fiction, billionaire romance
Publisher: Michele Brouder
Published: 2018-08-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The snow had stopped falling during the night and the roads had been cleared by the time India’s alarm sounded in the morning. Local grammar, middle, and high schools had all been closed, but the colleges remained open. In a way, India was relieved. Had her school been closed, it would only have postponed the inevitable. Better to get the exams over with and move on with her life. She decided she could get into work.

Gramps had started his El Camino ten minutes before India’s departure. When she got in the car, the heater blasted out warmth. As much as she hated taking Gramps’s car, as it then tied him to the house for the rest of the day, she was grateful for it. The El Camino was a smooth ride and handled better in the snow than she could have imagined.

Last night when Mr. Laurencelli had been stranded at their house, she had been very nervous, especially when she’d come downstairs in her pink, fluffy nightwear. The truth was, in his environment, she had her role and as long as she stuck to it, she felt secure. Nothing else was expected of her, not even small talk. There was no deviation from the plan. And her own environment, her own life, felt distinctly separate from her role as his personal assistant. Which is perhaps why he’d looked so out of place in her home last night. It felt as if the tables had been turned, the game changed, and no one had given her the rules. She hadn’t known how to play.

To be fair, he had made it easy on her. When he’d offered to help, she’d been caught off guard. John Laurencelli? Making lunches and setting the table for breakfast? Wonders never ceased. He himself had suggested that he could be difficult, back when she’d first started working for him. And it was true that he was demanding and wanted things done a certain way. But he wasn’t obnoxious about it. Like Marta had said, he just wanted things done the way he wanted them done. But didn’t we all? she wondered. And then there was Marta. Marta had been with him for years, as had his driver, Frank, and his secretary, Janice. If he was so bad, why wasn’t the turnover in the employees who had the most interaction with him, higher? She thought of him last night, standing at the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled up, spreading jam over a slice of bread. A billionaire making a PB&J. She smiled to herself. It was a nice thing for him to do, helping her like that. And when Stella had appeared, as she usually did, looking for a glass of water, it was Mr. Laurencelli who had gotten it for her. When the dryer had buzzed down in the basement, she’d stood up but he had held up his hand. “Let me run down and get it.” It wasn’t long before he returned with a basket full of warm laundry.

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