Conveniently Novels & Stories

POV. Eric Lafallete. The three of us hurried out of the cabin. We travel in the Bentley because it is a safer and faster car. We arrived at the pack house in half the time. Outside, Claire and Peter were waiting for us with a solemn and indecipherable look.

Haven's eyes darted from the computer screen to her phone and back and forth. Haven left a sigh and pulled her hair out of the clip which had held it tightly and threw it on the desk. She grabs her phone and Google the popular BDSM club in the city.

Mary explained excitedly to the sales person who took in her words like water. She gave Mary a big smile, "I know exactly what you're talking about and the good thing for you, our latest stock just arrived." If it was possible for Mary to become more excited than this, she would have. She walked away from me and followed the other lady, chatting excitedly about the kind of design and if gold or silver would make her skin pop. I decided to browse around, maybe I would find something worth buying for myself or for my baby. My baby. Again, my hand hovered around my stomach, careful not to touch it.

POV: Alexa I opened the door to the office and saw Marcy our receptionist answering phones. As I walked in she waved her hands indicating she needed to speak to me so I waited for her to put the caller on hold. “Good Morning Alexa. I wanted to let you know that one of your consults cancelled for today so you only have two.” I dreaded slow days and now that there was one less patient on the schedule which meant a slow day indeed. “Thanks Marcy. Which appointment cancelled?” She looked down at her list and explained that the nine a.m. appointment cancelled. I thanked her once more and made my way to my office.

My sentences were clipped with desperation. She pushed a few buttons. "Not to worry. It appears you'll make it. You're still on the plane." She smiled up at me. “It must be your lucky day. You've been upgraded to first class, seat 3D.” She handed me back my phone. "Enjoy your flight." My lucky day. Hardly.

Absolutely no harm. So, I take a slow peek. Jeon Somi Wang Daniel One by one my eyes roam over the names. So far no one I know or talked to before. Ritchel Lee Park Minhyuk Total strangers. For once I feel at ease and visibly relaxed my tense shoulders. Maybe this trip won't be so bad after all. Ariadne Sannette J. Loretta Geum.

he replied politely. I took a moment to admire his name tag, which read 'Tom'. "Well, Tom," I continued, "As you know, I stay in the penthouse but I didn't explore the hotel to the fullest. Could you tell me more about the amenities NewView offers?" Tom's face lit up with pride as he began to describe the hotel's features. He enthusiastically detailed the luxurious suites, the exquisite dining options, and, most importantly for me, the exclusive elevator reserved for VIP guests.

I added. He nodded and we decided on a large, hard sided gray suitcase that had wheels. We checked out with the rest of our friends and went to the van. We all had to put our purchases in the suitcases so we could fit everything in the van. I was pleased to see that our case had enough room for us to add our stuffed animals and a few more things after packing up our purchases. I kept Eve's jewelry box out and kept it with me in the van. "There's a great sushi place near here. Does that sound good for dinner?" Hart suggested and I grinned. I loved sushi. On the way, I handed Eve the jewelry box.

Pointing to the upstairs, "I'm going to rent a room to rest for a while." Rooms for VIP guests will have air conditioning, strong aromatherapy. The price is expensive enough. Daisy quickly ignored it. The normal room is a row of beds close to together. A bit old fashioned. Good price. It suits Daisy very well. Lunch is resolved quickly, compactly, and instantly. Daisy continues the journey of a mother spider holding her baby to wash two glasses. Then from the backpack took out a towel to dry. Tuck it back in place. Give him a sugar-free candy bar.

She felt a tiny pang of guilt, but outwardly, she maintained an air of nonchalance, casually gesturing toward a section of the wardrobe. "You can put your things over there." That space had just been cleared out for seasonal rotation—coincidentally, it was now coming in handy. Raphael didn’t acknowledge the faint crease in her brows. Still standing by the doorway, he didn’t move. "If it’s inconvenient for you, I can stay somewhere else for a few days." Grace could almost laugh at how ridiculously courteous he was—so much so that if she so much as hinted at it, he’d probably walk right out the door and never set foot back in this apartment.