From Paris With Love This Christmas by Jules Wake

Author:Jules Wake [Jules Wake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2015-10-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

‘Right.’ Instead of gathering in the kitchen or propped up at the bar, Will had convened the team meeting in the restaurant around a table and had a pen and notebook in his hand.

‘Looks like important business,’ muttered Marcus. ‘That’s a strategy notebook if ever I saw one.’ He nodded seriously, making Siena smile.

‘Stop taking the piss,’ said Will chucking the pen at him. ‘We’ve got a do.’

‘What, a proper do?’

Will ignored Marcus silliness. ‘An important do. Medical supplies company. The MD, Mike, has asked us to lay on lunch for a group of Japanese businessmen. Private dining, special menu. There’s a big deal riding on the visit and Mike wants us to put on a really good show. We’ll use the private dining room. I need ideas for the menu. Decorations.’

‘Teriyaki and sushi.’ Al rubbed his hands together. ‘Great.’

Will looked pained. ‘No.’

‘Why not? It will make them feel right at home.’

‘Because, you great noodle,’ Marcus leaned against Al with a show of affection, ‘how would you feel if you went to Japan and got served crap roast beef and soggy Yorkshires?’

‘I wouldn’t be serving crap teriyaki.’ He tossed his head and nudged Marcus back before looking at Will. ‘I could put an English twist on it.’

Will shook his head. ‘No.’

‘I know a bit about hostessing,’ Siena piped up.

‘Hostessing?’ Will raised an eyebrow. ‘I’m intrigued.’

‘What? Is that like, you know, escorting?’ Al’s voice held a note of salacious horror.

‘No.’ Siena threw a napkin at him.

‘Al, does our Siena look like a hooker?’

‘How would you know what a hooker looks like?’ Al retorted.

‘Boys. Boys. Behave.’ Will shot them both the sort of look a primary school teacher might use.

She’d started now, so she’d have to finish. She sniggered at her own pun. ‘I went to—’ She closed her eyes. If she it said really quickly she might get away with it. No, working with the three of them over the last few weeks, she knew they were going to rip the piss out of her – her English colloquialisms were coming along nicely.

‘Earth to Siena,’ sang Marcus and held up his hand opening his fingers to make the traditional Vulcan greeting which had become their private joke.

‘Here’s hoping Scotty will beam you up.’ She poked her tongue out at him. ‘I,’ she took a deep breath, ‘wenttofini‌shingschool.’

‘What? Run that by me again.’

Siena groaned. They were going to drag this out, she could tell by the universal mirth that now lit their eyes.

‘You heard.’

‘No, surely not. Did you say you went to finishing school?’ Al emphasised every last consonant, the little weasel.

‘Finishing school?’ Will actually looked quite impressed now. ‘What do they finish?’

‘Would finish me off,’ declared Marcus shaking his head. ‘Sounds awful. Don’t you walk around with books on your head and that sort of stuff?’

Siena let out a gurgle of laughter. ‘You’re caught in some 1960s time warp, sweetie. These days it’s all about playing the perfect supporting role. Training to be wife of a multi-millionaire businessman.’ It had

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