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“Yer mum is like mine. She knows I don’t need anything, but she’s always doing little things for me. And for Da. Without her, he’d probably wear suits even around the house.” I chuckled. “Slacks and a polo are as dress down as he will allow. Unless he’s golfing, then he wears those god-awful pants.”
I shook my head as we pulled up to the hotel. When the door opened, Ella exited and I followed.
“Your keys are at the front desk; you will have to show your ID to get them. The room is ready, your bags are up there as well as a welcome basket from the hotel. There is also a bottle of wine on ice.”
“Thank you, Carl. Please take the night off. We will not be leaving the room until it’s time for the charity event.”
“Yes, sir, thank you. It’s my granddaughter’s birthday. She’s seven today.”
“Oh, Carl! Why didn’t you tell us earlier?” Ella swatted my arm. “You should know these things.”
I huffed. “You’re right, love. I apologize, Carl. I could have had William drive us today.”
“No, really, it’s fine. She’s been at school all day. It’s tradition that I come over for cake and to read her a bedtime story on her birthday. It will be a huge surprise to see me for dinner too. I appreciate it, sir.”
“Old pal.” I clapped him on his shoulder. “Please call me Rudy; we’ve had this discussion. Ye’ve known me since I was a young lad. You’ve earned that right. And, I’m not me father.”
“Sure, Rudy, thank you. You and Ms. Ella, enjoy your night.”
“Good night, Carl.” Ella leaned up and pressed a featherlight kiss to his wrinkled face. “See you tomorrow afternoon and not a minute sooner.”
He chuckled. “Yes, ma’am, as you wish.”
We made our way inside. Ella’s face lit up. She reminded me of a kid in a candy store. Her wide eyes took in everything. The large windows that looked out onto the street. The crystal chandelier that took up a good portion of the ceiling. The grand staircase that led to a balcony that overlooked the large lobby. The front desk was marble, the walls painted a complimentary color. It was magic and beauty in one.
The committee had picked the perfect place for the charity ball tomorrow. Even if I was having to put myself on display for all to see, I was happy to be a part of something so amazing.
With keys in hand, we made our way to the lift. It was time to get my girl naked and in my arms. It was my happy place. Hers too, I was sure. Just us, alone. Leaving the world around us on the outside of the door. Here’s to a night of love, passion, and togetherness.
Chapter Eight
Gisella
Last night was, well, simply put, magical.
When my honey wanted to be super sweet, he went all out. We had a nice, long hot bath. We talked about anything and everything. Just us, lost in our own world. After a crazy work week, no matter what was on his plate, he always put me first. My heart has never been so full of love for someone. Never.
The dinner he ordered was eaten on the bed while we watched Pretty Woman. Now, I needed to say that he had never seen it, and I died laughing at his reactions more than once. That movie may have sparked something in him too because... Man, let me tell you. Just laying here, my things still felt like he was between them. I never understood the ‘I want you to feel me for days’ line men said. I did now.
I think I might be hooked.
Grinning, I tugged at the covers and shifted slightly. I could sleep for a week, but I’d miss him too much. My fingers ran over my bottom lip as I replayed last night again. The feeling of him on me, in me, around me.
Stop it, Ella. Good grief.
“Morning, love.”
I rolled over, pulling the covers up to hide a yawn. “Morning.” I debated moving more, but I needed to get up. Right? I mean, he was up. I glanced around as I sat up, taking the mug of coffee he held out. “Come to Mama.”
His chuckle had my face flaming with heat. “Is that clock right? It’s 10:00am already?”
“Aye. I let ye sleep in.”
“I didn’t realize how tired I was. That bath and well…we were up rather late, mister.”
“Ye weren’t complaining last night. If I remember correctly, it was you trying to scream down the walls.”
“Hey! That was your fault. Jesus.”
