The Teacher's Billionaire by Tetreault Christina

Author:Tetreault, Christina [Tetreault, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-03-17T13:00:00+00:00

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After a quick stop at Dylan's hotel they walked over to Faneuil Hall Market Place. It had always been one of Callie's favorite stops in Boston. Not only was it steeped in history, but it was a fun place to hang out. There were all kinds of stores and vendors. And often there were shows performed outside on the cobblestones.

“Do you mind if we stop for a second?” Called asked. They had just passed a vendor selling flowers near the entrance to the main food hall. “I want to see if they have any calla lilies.”

Dylan stopped alongside her. “I pegged you as more of a daisy person myself.”

“Actually, my favorite flowers are roses. I don't really care what color. My mother's favorite were calla lilies. She named me Callie because the name reminded her of the flower.” Quickly, Callie scanned the assortment of flowers. The vendor seemed to have everything from roses and carnations to tulips and daisy, but he didn't have one single calla lily.

“Oh well, maybe some other time.” Callie said as she started walking again.

“How about we grab something quick to eat, and then hit the Freedom Trail. If we see another florist we can stop if you want.” Dylan suggested pulling her close as they entered the main food hall. As usual it was bustling with people.

Callie almost shook her head in amazement. How did he do that? Walking the Freedom Trail was one of her favorite things to do in the city. How did he know that she would enjoy doing that today? He'd done the same thing in Newport. He'd taken her to some of the city's historical sites before a great day on the beach. Granted she told him she loved history, but Callie hadn't really thought he was listening, rather just making polite conversation. Apparently he'd been not only listening but storing away the information.

“Sounds great. I haven't walked the trail in awhile.”

Dylan weaved them through the crowd never once letting his arm leave her shoulders. “Me either. The last time I did I was at Harvard working on my Masters.”

Callie didn't know if he kept his arm on her just so they wouldn't get separated in the mass of people or because he liked the physical contact. Either way she didn't care. She was going to just enjoy the solid weight on her shoulders and how it made her feel. Special. In a way she hadn't felt in a long time.

You've got it bad. She really needed to get her feelings back into perspective. But not today. Tomorrow will be soon enough for that.

“This okay for now? Then later we can have dinner in the North End. There is one place there that has the best gelato this side of Italy.” They'd stopped in front of a sub place.

Callie nodded, her mind still on her feelings rather than their lunch choices. “Sounds like a great plan. It'd be wrong to come to Boston and not eat in the North End.”

After placing their orders she immediately whipped out the money to pay.

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