Jasper's eyes flickered open and immediately closed. Bloody Gabriel and his sodding drums again. He screwed his eyes up and turned over, pulling the quilt over his head or tried to. He tugged again. What? He opened his eyes and saw a dark head on the pillow next to him. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Ellie, what the hell...?
The pain in his head was too much. He closed his eyes again, drifting off to the land where his head was pain-free.
When Ellie woke up, she looked at the clock, and for a moment she wondered where she was, this wasn't the apartment by the river, and it certainly wasn't her garden flat. It was then that she realised she could feel warm breath on the back of her neck, and the events of the previous evening flooded her mind. Turning her head slowly, Ellie prayed that Jasper was still asleep, and hoping she could escape before he even knew that she had been there. What Ellie didn't expect was that Jasper had his eyes open too. He didn't say
"Listen, your 'Gracelessness'," Richella spat out, "If it weren't for Ellie, you would be about to pay bloody enormous amounts to that fuckwit you call a friend. That photo would have gone straight to the red-top that paid most. Thwaite would have ruined your good reputation," Richella curled a lip, "well, reasonably good reputation. I'm not sure your clients, future and past, would have enjoyed seeing your limp prick on the front page. The ridicule you may have faced Jasper would have ruined you. Not to mention that the two-faced twats who run the country would have determinedly taken the high road and pariah would have been your second name. I'll go and get changed." Richella got up and left the room.Jasper rubbed his hands over his face, god what a fuck up. Just wait until he got hold of Tom.Kylie and Suki walked hand in hand by the side of the Serpentine. They had fed the ducks, and had a little picnic. Suki loved the squirrels, she laughed and
Kylie sat in butter-soft cream leather in Richie's car. It was a complete luxury. A Range Rover, she thought. Cars were not high on Kylie's list of .tinteresting things. She couldn't drive, and she either walked or travelled on the bus or tube. This car was glorious, and the seats were high up so that you could see much more than in a regular car. She settled into the lovely cream leather seat, they were very comfortable, but not so good if you had kids she thought—nothing like sticky juice to mess things up."Tell me your postcode, Kylie?" Richie asked, wanting to type it into the GPS. "Ok let's get this show on the road." He said starting the engine, "How's Suki, almost asleep I think.Kylie smiled, "It's been a tiring day for her.""So, what do you during the day, do you work, or do you just look after Suki.""I just look after Suki, though I might think about going to college in September to do travel and tourism,
Ellie was nervous. She hadn't stopped talking for the last twenty minutes, and she was driving him mad. Once he parked the car, Jasper turned to her, taking hold of her hands."Ellie, Ellie shh, please stop it. I'm quite capable of making people feel at ease, its part of the job love. I know you're nervous, but honestly, I'm looking forward to meeting your mum and dad. Just let me do the talking okay?"Ellie closed her eyes, he was right, she had been going on and on. "I'm sorry my mum makes me nervous. I never feel as if I live up to her expectations. I'm not married to a director of some boring company, I haven't given her grandchildren, and my director husband doesn't play golf."Jasper laughed. "Silly girl. You are marrying a director of one of the most prestigious companies in the world. There is only one Duke of Shettleham, and we will give them beautiful grandchildren, the only thing I'm not too happy about is the golf. It's never really appealed to
Ellie glanced back at him as she went into the apartment "Oh, are you staying?""I could stay for a little while," he grinned.I'm just going to get changed.""Better take the box with you th
Kylie looked at the beautiful paintings hanging on the great hall wall. Some of the portraits were interesting to Kylie because she could see Jasper in some of them. It was the eyes, very blue, sincere. It was a pity that these people in the paintings weren't smiling, it seemed that nobody smiled in portraits in those far off days, but, she could bet if they were, they would look exactly like Jasper. There was one man, dressed in some uniform, lovely red coat, big sword and lots of gold braids, if that man smiled it could be Jasper in fancy dress.She wondered what Richie's family were like. They probably wouldn't be very impressed with her, an unmarried mother at nineteen. It had been hard to leave Richie and the beautiful apartment last night, but she knew he understood and she had received several texts this morning. Kylie had switched off her phone while they were on the coach, she didn't want Grant asking who was texting when he was sitting next to her. When they got to th
Ellie and Jasper waited until the last of the visitors had left the house before they did their tour. They started at the front door. Jasper held it open for her, and he sat on his heels, running his fingers over the blackened oak door. "Look, here," he said, pulling her down with him. "When I was ten, I carved my initials into the door. My mum had a fit, and she made me boot black them out before my dad saw what I'd done. You can still feel them." Ellie ran her fingers over the door, tracing the J the A for his middle name Alexander and N for his surname. "Boys and their penknives!""Ahh, actually more like Mary's vegetable knife, she was so cross. Terrified that I might have cut myself, it was a very sharp knife. Come on, let's see what other trouble I managed to get myself into."Ellie looked around the entrance hall, "Sliding down the bannister?""Yes, trouble is with a dogleg, even though it's quite big it was always a pain having to get off and get o
Kylie was so happy that it was Tuesday, she had told Grant that she was taking Suki to her mum's and staying the night. He didn't seem to have a problem with that, although, "Why are you taking all that stuff?" he asked, looking at the large holdall."Oh its stuff Suki has grown out of, my mum says she has a friend who collects things for refugees. Besides it's filling all the drawers, best get rid of it."Grant grunted his assent. He went back to watching the traffic from the window. Kylie went back into the bedroom and grabbed a couple of tops and another pair of jeans. She shoved them into her holdall. Was there anything else that she should take? She looked around the bedroom, seeing the memories of the past eight months. She and Grant had such fun when they first moved in here, he'd painted the room for her, made it as lovely as he could for, and the baby. She had tried hard to be an excellent partner to him. Kylie cooked him his favourite meals, made sure she ironed
Jasper put the final touches on Ellie's painting, stood back, took it in, and looked for things that needed more work. He hoped she would be pleased with what he had done; he certainly was. Jasper looked at his watch; she should have been back by now. He grinned to himself she was probably downstairs hiding from him. She knew what he wanted to do, and she had been avoiding him. Well, she could hide, and she could run; but he would get her delicious body in his bed sooner or later. He just adored teasing her and seeing the scowl on her face turn into a look of desperate longing.He ran downstairs to the kitchen, Betty and Edna were sorting the laundry out, Carly was ironing, they were listening to the radio, and all was peaceful. "Hey ladies, is it time for a cuppa?" he said, filling the kettle. "Is Ellie back yet?""We haven't seen her since this morning," Betty said."Oh she's probably lost in Selfridges shoe department or something, I'll call her. he made the