She was grateful. He didn’t have to take what she thought into account but he did.
‘’There’s no need to be appalled.’’ He said carelessly. ‘’The only thing you’re going to be doing is stand beside me whenever the need arises, smile and nod, say hello and a yes or no will do.’’
‘’God you make me sound like a sorry star in some stupid puppet show!’’
‘’That’s the intention.’’ Dylan nodded in amusement.
‘’Are you kidding me? Who would want to live a life as boring as that?’’ Ella threw up her arms drama
Before Ella was even ready to go, a black, elegant limo was waiting for her. She rolled her eyes but smiled all the same.The chauffeur, a man in his mid-thirties elegantly clad in black suit pulled open the door for her. ‘’Good evening ma’am. Jonathan at your service.’’ ‘’Nice to meet you Jonathan, I’m Ella Garcia.’’ She offered with a smile and after she was settled in the ride began. Ella smoothed invisible creases on her dress. The dress was a velvet coloured tank top style going past her knees slightly and revealing nothing much which Ella’s glad for. She had been surprised
A small gasp escaped her lips before she could stop it. Skyline restaurant was very classy, obviously made for the crème de la crème.There were round tables for two covered with yellow flowery linens and customers ate from elegant china wares; and that was just the first part. As they made their way up the stairs, Ella saw the second part with in-built cushions and love seats. They walked down an empty hallway until they came to the elevator.When the elevator slid open and Jonathan stepped in, Ella stood back tilting her head to one side in confusion. ‘’Um, excuse me,’’ Jonathan’s brown eyes snapped towards her. ‘’Wh
‘’Stop the car.’’ Ella ordered squinting out of the window of the limo as they passed by the park, a wry smile made its way up her face. It’s been ages since she’d seen him and if he’s here, it would mean that something unpleasant has happened again. Ella grimaced. ‘’But ma’am Mr. Vergara gave specific instructions.’’ Jonathan choked out. ‘’Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.’’ She waved him off still looking out of the window. ‘’But ma’am…’’
Ella groaned quietly, her eyelids fluttered and she squinted at the streak of light streaming through the lace curtains, bathing the room in warm gold. She was too lazy to open her eyes or get out of bed. She squeezed her eyes shut and caressed the pillow all the while dreaming that she was on a water bed–soft, cosy, and floaty. Ella smiled and drew in a satisfied breath relishing in the scent of fresh roses and water from the ocean. She cracked open half-lids to inspect the other side of the bed for Kristina as they always slept side by side. Not completely trusting her eyes in situations like this she reached out and felt with her hand. But Kristina wasn't there and
Dylan pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed calmly. Ella looked away guiltily. He was right, she had been reckless and there would’ve been no explanation the media would be interested in hearing other than the fact that she had proven to be the gutter snipe they presumed her to be. ‘’I’m sorry I over stepped, it won’t happen again.’’Dylan groaned taking her hand in his, ‘’I know how hard this must be on you, I should’ve been more thoughtful.’’ He traced lazy circles behind her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. ‘’Why did you bring me here instead of taking me home?’’ Ella asked after a moment’s silence.
After the introduction Ella couldn’t quite call an introduction, she was glad that Dylan finally led her away with the two following closely behind.She slipped easily out of Dylan’s hold as soon as they got to the expansive sitting room; if he noticed he gave no sign he did. The room had a coffered ceiling and the decoration was a mix of warm colours. The walls were painted ivory white, the gas fire-place stood against the wall to her left and there were in-built cabinets on the other side housing the home’s stereo systems and electronics. Beautiful tapestries and ornate paintings hung on the wall. Ella peered through an open door that had access to the rear stairwell and back deck. They manoeuvred f
The soap made her skin feel like silk. She smiled and leaned back with a tentative sigh wishing she could take her time; but it suddenly hit her that this was Dylan’s bedroom and immediately made haste to avoid any awkward run-ins. A little later, she walked back into the bedroom in a bath robe with a towel wrapped around her head. She made a quick sweep of the room with caution for a moment before she relaxed a bit; when her eyes darted back again, she spotted the leopard design tube dress glaring at her from the bed where it was neatly spread. Her eyes narrowed before she reached out tentatively and picked it up eyeing the dress coolly, her mouth turned up in a frown. ‘’What does he think I am? Some cheap hooker?’’ she said in disbelief.
Dylan froze momentarily, but he was not cold–quite the contrary actually–he was warm all over, almost feverish…his skin was alive from the prickling sensation of the soft night breeze. Tremors of delightful sensation rocked through him, shaking him in the unexpected way; almost knocking the wind out of him. For how long he’d been that way, Dylan couldn’t tell as his ravenous eyes feasted on the goddess-like feminine figure that stood exactly five feet from him. This was probably the best time to look away, if possible turn back from whence he came. But common sense eluded him, his body betrayed him and his limbs stood rooted to the ground.