Chapter Forty Two..

“Hey Chrissy, I’m going to order breakfast. Are you good with just some Special K and fresh fruit?” I ask her through the door.

“Yeah, that’s cool with me. Can you get some pulpy orange juice, too, please?”

“Okay, you going to be long, or is it okay to place the order now?”

She slightly opens the door with her phone pressed against her chest and pops her head out. “I’m just going to have a quick shower. I’ll wash my hair when we get back home.”

“Okay, I’ll make the call now. Do you need me to pack anything while I wait?”

“Umm... You wouldn’t mind just throwing everything into my suitcase, will you?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I did.” I cock my brow at her, smiling.

“Yeah, yeah.” She laughs closing the door and I hear her speaking on the phone to Conrad in a muffled tone.

Turning away and hearing enough of their conversation. I go into the kitchen and order our breakfast then I walk around the suite making sure everything is in place and I haven’t left any of our belongings lyin