Christmas Chemistry by Goode Ella

Author:Goode, Ella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-08T00:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Dr. Nathan Amherst

If I don’t get my mouth on Kayla soon, I’m going to explode. I thought about it all last night and it made the most sense to get her into an enclosed space—to recreate the elevator experience without the terror of loss of life or limb. Thus was born my brilliant plan to get her to the Lancaster cabin. I take her there and pretend that my car breaks down, never mind that it’s a new Tesla sent to me by Musk in thanks for the formula on a new plant-based energy source. We then are forced to stay at the cabin until the tow truck arrives—only no tow truck arrives because I pay off Henry, the auto guy, to stay away. Then she takes off her clothes and begs for me to take her. It’s a solid plan. No holes at all.

First, though, we’re going to need food because if she’s hungry she will be distracted. Hunger is the number one cause of failed seductions. I don’t know that this is true, but it sounds right.

“This is the Kingsbury. Can I help you?”

“I want to order some groceries,” I say.

“What do you mean order groceries?”

“I want to order food to be delivered to my house. I’m at 511 Pine Grove. The gate access is 4357. I’ll leave it up to you to decide what to include but make sure you have champagne, ice cream, chocolate, whipped cream, honey—did I mention whipped cream?”

“Sir.”

“Yes?”

“This is Lancaster. We don’t deliver.”

I frown. How is that possible? “Everyone delivers.”

“No, sir, we don’t. This is a small town, and we only have four employees. No one—”

“How much?”

“How much what?”

“How much to get you to deliver my groceries?”

“Sir, I—”

“A thousand?”

“A thousand dollars?”

“Yeah.” I glance at the clock. After I arrange for the groceries, I guess we need to pack. Should we be going today or tomorrow? That might depend on when the food gets delivered.

“When do you want the goods to be delivered?”

“What works best for you?”

“The store closes at ten tonight.”

“Sounds good. Make sure all the cold goods are packed on ice. I prefer organic, if possible. Fruits, vegetables, meats, desserts, anything else you would need for an extended stay that includes a holiday meal. Here’s my card.” I rattle off the numbers and hang up. That task is taken care off.

Kayla walks in.

“I’m closing up shop.”

“Already?”

“There’s no reason to delay. Our work will wait.” I give her coat a shake. “I hear there’s a storm coming, so we should get going.”

“Let me run down to the breakroom. There’s extra cake there, and I want to take it home.” She darts out of the room before I tell her that she’s not going home, but I suppose if she wants cake, she can bring it to the cabin.

I put my coat on, throw my bag over my shoulder, and head out to the waiting room. Rachel’s gone from her desk, so I grab a post-it and jot down that we’re leaving. As I stick it on her computer, I hear a voice drift out of Dean Campbell’s office.

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