Trust Me by Jones D. T

Trust Me by Jones D. T

Author:Jones, D. T. [Jones, D. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary
ISBN: 9781482394672
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2013-02-16T07:00:00+00:00


The hotel was like the others they had stayed in, large, luxurious and expensive. There were two bedrooms, a dining room, kitchen, den and living room, as well as two very elaborate bathrooms. It was decorated in cream and gold and had everything a person could wish for. The kitchen was fully stocked with food, wines and champagnes as well as an espresso machine, microwave, toaster, blender and icemaker. The bedrooms each had a king-size bed and large flat-screen televisions, as well as complementary laptops and fax machines. The carpeting was a deep pile cream color and Sandra smiled as she kicked her shoes off in the bedroom, wiggling her toes in it.

They had once again checked into the hotel as Mr. and Mrs. Ashford and he again carried her over the threshold without objection. She no longer found herself able to find fault in his actions or anger in the way he reacted to her sister; there was some truth in what he said, though she would never admit it to him. Creighton took his phone out of his pocket, dialed a number and began speaking Italian into the receiver as he watched Sandra pull the luggage and many bags up on the bed, sorting through them.

“We’ll meet Aryana and Daniel this evening for supper instead of this afternoon,” he told her as he hung up the phone and slipped it back in his pocket. “That should give us plenty of time for your list of desires. So, what would you like to do first?” He sat on the bed and watched as she searched for a change of clothes, suitable for walking the streets of Paris.

“When are we leaving tomorrow?”

“I’d prefer to sleep in. I think we’re going to need all the strength we can get for dealing with Aryana, why?” He frowned, still watching her rummage through her clothing, finally choosing the pants and shirt Sabrina had given her and a pair of silver and black sandals they purchased in Hyères.

“I really want to see the Louvre, but not if we don't have time.” Creighton smiled and glanced at his watch. It was just now twelve o’clock noon, so they had plenty of time to do the things on her list of self-improvements and still meet with Aryana and Daniel for supper.

“We can go first thing tomorrow morning if you’d like? I want to call The Don and try to convince him to come to Paris to meet with his daughter; it may make it more comfortable for her if she were in her own element, but if he refuses we’ll leave early afternoon.”

“Do you think you can convince him to come here? I mean, wouldn’t a father want to come to his daughter?” Creighton stood and walked to her, pulling her into his embrace.

“A normal father would, but The Don isn’t a typical father. He’s very protective and overreacts where Aryana is concerned.”

“I hope there aren’t any problems. What if she decides to run before you



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