The Auction, #3 by Charlotte Byrd

Author:Charlotte Byrd [Byrd, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charlotte Byrd

Chapter 8 - Ellie

When I meet up with Caroline

As soon as we’re done, Aiden’s phone rings again. I can see it in his face that he doesn’t want to pick it up, but I urge him to take the call. It’s his lawyer and he needs to take care of his business right now. Especially, since I’ve been more than taken care of. When Aiden answers the call, I stretch out on the bed and let my body feel the little sparks that are left over from what had just happened. There’s still electric shocks coursing through my body and getting back to sleep is an impossibility.

“I’m sorry, I have to go to the office,” Aiden says.

“Back to New York?”

“Well, yes, but later today. No, I mean my office here. Just down the hall.”

I nod, understandably.

“Why don't you get some breakfast?” he suggests, kissing me on top of my head. “We can meet up later.”

Breakfast sounds divine, actually. It takes me barely a moment to realize that I’m actually famished. After going to my room and changing into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and putting on a fresh pair of panties and socks, I fix the smudged eyeliner under my eyes, run a comb through my hair, and head out of the door. On my way to the main dining room, I pass another room, which I haven’t seen before. It’s Aiden’s office.

The smell of fine leather, wood, and a mist of citrus spread to the hallway. Aiden’s dressed in a pair of wrinkled slacks from last night and a t-shirt. His hair is still a mess and there’s a bit of stubble coming in. I doubt that he even had time to brush his teeth. I peek into the room. The walls are dark burgundy color, making the room look much smaller than it really is. The far side of the wall is made of delicate built-in bookshelves, which are a perfect match to the large, imposing desk facing the door. I wave to him, but he’s too distracted to notice. So, I decide to get on my way.

Once I get to the dining room, I see that breakfast is already set up. There’s a large buffet selection with four different types of eggs, bagels, fruit, oatmeal, and a variety of bread. There are two waiters to help you make fresh waffles and pancakes. At the far end, there’s a stand for five different types of coffee and tea as well as juice and practically anything else you can think of. I opt for a plate of creamy scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, and a small bowl of blueberries.

“Ellie!” I hear a familiar voice calling my name from somewhere across the room as I pour myself a cup of English Breakfast tea. When I turn around with my tray, I see that it’s Caroline. She’s waving me over to her table.

“Oh my God! I thought I was going to have to have breakfast all alone,” she says when I sit down.

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