The Billionaire's Valet by Lucy Lennox

Author:Lucy Lennox [Lennox, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lucy Lennox

5

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He wasn’t unaffected by me.

I twirled the thought through my mind as I made my way down the long, hushed corridors of the train to the dining car.

Jon’s hands had trembled as he’d held my cuffs. His cheeks had flushed as they always did when he stood close. And the scent coming off his warm skin was the cologne I’d given him for his birthday last year.

He didn’t believe I wanted him. That was the problem. He thought I was tagging along on his adventure from a selfish desire not to lose my valet.

It still stung like a bastard that he could misunderstand me so badly, but I could be patient.

It wasn’t like I had a choice.

When I arrived in the dining car, I was taken to a table for two. The uniformed server removed the extra place setting with a sympathetic frown—just in case I hadn’t felt pathetically lonely already, thanks very much—and I was halfway through my first martini when Jon walked past my table to the one ahead of mine.

I couldn’t help but drink in the sight of him, something I’d consciously tried not to do in the past. I hadn’t wanted Jon to feel uncomfortable, to see my longing for him and be unable to return it. In fact, I’d made a conscious effort not to speak to him much at all of late, to distract myself with other things and people as much as I could. I hadn’t wanted to give him a reason to leave.

See how well that’s worked out?

The server who sat him went through the same place setting removal and welcome spiel, leaving him sitting directly in front of me. Also alone.

“This is ridiculous,” I told his broad back. “Come sit with me.”

Jon’s body stiffened until his shoulders were by his ears. “No.”

“We’ve shared a thousand meals together.” A thousand easy conversations where we’d talked each other’s ears off, losing time telling each other stories or asking each other challenging questions about life and the world. “Why not one more?”

He stretched his head from side to side without responding.

“You know, Banks… I can help you with that tension problem of yours,” I said, unable to help myself. Wanting to get under his skin the way he currently lived under mine. “Anytime. Just knock on my door. Day or night.”

He didn’t reply. Meanwhile, my words conjured a vision in my head, and I knew I’d be up all night wondering how easy it would be to break the lock on Jon’s door and slide into bed beside him.

“Great, now you’re a creep,” I muttered to myself.

I took another healthy swig of the martini and wondered how long it would take for the server to bring the bottle of wine I’d ordered.

“If only I’d brought my phone,” I said a bit louder. “If only a certain arsehole hadn’t trained me that it was bad manners to bring my phone to dinner.”

“Live in the moment,” Jon had said. “Be present.” But I didn’t want to live in this moment if I couldn’t talk to him or see his face.

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