Chapter Seven

_____CHAPTER SEVEN_____

_ALEX'S POV_

I was exhausted after today's chore. I went to the kitchen to get water. Jim, the burly looking cook, was whistling softly, the air was heavy with a delicious smell.

"You look tired Alex."

He commented once I had come into the kitchen. I gave a tired smile.

"I am tired."

It had been agreed on that Emma and I would both be housekeepers, and we'll share the workload easily. It felt so relieving that my workload had reduced and I still had the same salary of two grands per month. Maybe this was Logan's way of showing appreciation to me, because I felt he would have fired me today because I was caught sleeping on duty.

I looked up from the sink, drying my hands with a towel. I glanced over at Jim, who catches my eye and smiled. I decided to engage him in a little bit of conversation.

"So, Jim, any exciting dishes planned for today?"

He chuckled.

"Oh, you know me, Alex. I'm always conjuring up something delectable. Today, I'm thinking of a roasted rack