Reluctant Billionaire by Cheryl Phipps

Author:Cheryl Phipps [Phipps, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cheryl Phipps
Published: 2017-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Sarah woke with a start. The throb of her ankle and her wrist reminded her where she was. Her watch said it was seven o’clock. She’d been asleep for a couple of hours, and she never slept during the day, but it had been one hell of one.

She sat up and looked around her. The dappled light enhanced the color of the light wood furniture and pastel colored furnishings. It was summer, but the day was winding down.

Freshening up in the attached bathroom, she then found her bag where Christian had left it in the walk-in wardrobe. She’d just opened it when there was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”

Christian poked his head inside. “I hope I didn’t wake you up?”

“No, I was seeing what my sister had packed for me. Do you change for dinner?”

“Not usually, unless we have guests, and I certainly don’t want you to feel like you are one.”

“We?”

“My sister, Jessica, and I.”

“She’s here?”

“No. She’s overseas at the moment, studying.”

“That’s right. Winemaking, wasn’t it?”

“You remembered.”

“It was a great night to remember.” Embarrassed by her comment, Sarah moved the subject back to the original one. “What about your parents?”

“My dad ran out on us when Jess and I were small. Mom worked two jobs and died when Jess was still a teenager. She was a wonderful woman who put us first.”

“I’m sorry. So, it’s only you and me here?”

“Yes. Does that bother you?”

Sarah hadn’t given any thought to being in the house alone with Christian. “A little, if I’m honest.”

Christian frowned. “I hope you’ll always be honest with me, and I can assure you that you’ll be safe here. I have a housekeeper. She doesn’t live on site, but comes to cook the main meal and to do any housework that I don’t get around to. She does a bigger clean once a week.”

“I can take care of my room,” she said, firmly.

He hesitated, and Sarah could tell that he wanted no such thing. To his credit, he suggested a compromise of sorts.

“Then as long as you don’t start lifting things, or doing anything too strenuous, I’ll tell Sylvia not to bother you. You need to take care of yourself, and you haven’t been doing a good job of that lately.”

“You sound like my mother.”

“If that’s a compliment, then I like her already.”

Sarah couldn’t help a smile. “For the sake of peace on my first day here, let’s say it is.”

He grinned. “Good. Would you like to look around before dinner? If you feel up to it?”

“I’d like that.” She slipped one foot into a flat shoe and followed him to the main part of the house, using the crutch to take pressure from her ankle.

A large sitting room dominated the front of it and led into a dining room that could seat twenty. Behind that was a kitchen which wouldn’t be out of place in a magazine. It had two double ovens and fridges that included a see-through wine compartment.

“Help yourself to anything you want.

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