Fighting Gravity by Julie Adams

Author:Julie Adams [Adams, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fighting Gravity
Published: 2018-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

I try not to let the events in the arcade set me on a downward spiral. I go home and I take a hot shower, I do my makeup and hair. Then I do some work since I left the theater early this afternoon. I’m still searching and calling for an opening band. I’m calming down from the days events a little at a time. Nothing a little wine won't help with.

I get a text just as I’m heading for the door.

Nathan: I’ve sent a car. It’ll be waiting outside when you’re ready.

How could you not just melt at the chivalry?

Me: Thanks. But you didn’t have to.

Nathan: I know, I wanted to. Your safety is a great concern to me.

Me: Thanks again. But I can handle myself.

He doesn’t need to know about earlier. No one does. It was a stupid incident from some pervert. My phone dings again.

Nathan: I know you can. But I can make it a little easier for you. I can take care of you, if you’ll let me…

Me: And what do I get to offer in return?

The reply is almost instant.

Nathan: You. I only want you.

I smile. They must teach them something about making women swoon in those English boarding schools. I text back quickly as I go down the stairs.

Me: Deal.

I'm full of anticipation as the black sedan drives the dark Paris streets to Nathan's. I feel good about how I look, and I can't wait for him to see me. It's silly, I know. But there's something about the look a man gets when you really doll yourself up that makes you feel like a goddess.

When Nathan opens the door I get just the reaction I was hoping for. A sharp intake of breath followed by a glint in his eyes and a smile that grows wider as he looks me over, examining every inch of the whole picture again.

“Belle.” He says pulling me inside and planting a kiss on my lips.

“It smells great in here.” I compliment bending to pet Frankie as he waddles towards me. I can’t help but talk to him in my high pitched soft voice, it only makes him waggle more. The dog is so cute I want to steal him.

When I look up, Nathan is staring at me with that look of admiration. “Can I help you prepare anything?” I ask straightening.

“No, no. Relax, have some wine and keep my mutt company,” He smiles adoringly at the dog who yips at him.

We- and by that I mean Frankie and I- follow Nathan deeper into the apartment. He points to the wine glasses sitting on the dining table and encourages me to help myself. I do. Sitting, Frankie settles next to my feet for a good ear scratching.

“I hope you like fettuccine,” He says stirring something on the stove.

“I do,” I reply sipping the wine, it’s crisp and fruity with the faintest bite of alcohol I’ve ever tasted in a wine. I admit I’m not a wine connoisseur by any means but this wine is delicious and probably heartstopping expensive.

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