Rachel, are you still here?" asked Noah as he saw Rachel was chatting with Greta's mother, Emily Specter."Yeah, Mrs Specter took me to their wine cellar."Emily please," interrupted Greta's mother who preferred to be called by her first name. Rachel smiled, "yeah, i meant Emily," she corrected."What a coincidence, Noah and I are no our way too and by the way where is Greta?" Gabriel asked, his eyes darting around for his beloved daughter."Mike asked her out, maybe he gave her a romantic surprise or something, ah I'm so jealous!" Emily muttered half-jokingly. Gabriel immediately reached out, pinching his wife's nose in exasperation, "you get far more romantic surprises than her every year and you're still jealous!" his ramblings made Noah and Rachel laugh at the old couple in front of them.After that, they walked together towards the wine called which was located not far from the main building."So, are you guys planning a wedding near time?" Gabriel asked while walking parallel to
The next morning Noah woke up to find Rachel sleep beside him. Noah's heart was pounding, did something happened between him and Rachel?He quickly pushed the blanket aside and breathed a sigh of relief Rachel was fully clothed and so was he.Noah immediately jumped out of the bed and thought about what he had done with Rachel last night. But his head was too heavy to remember everything.He had just come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist when suddenly Rachel stooped him."Did anything happened last night?" shouted Rachel with a panicked face. Noah swallowed hard, avoiding Rachel's gaze. "What could have happened?" he said as he walked to the closet."I don't know, maybe something that shouldn't have happened between us?" asked Noah casually."Really? Are you playing with me?" snapped Rachel, annoyed. Noah still didn't turn around and focused on finding the under wear inside the trunk."Noah!" cried Rachel impatiently. "What?! Noah finally looked up. His eyes
Noah and Rachel didn't speak to each other at all the whole way to the airport."Okay, see you later! Hope your problem will be over soon!" Ralph said as he dropped Noah and Rachel at the airport lobby. "Thank you, Ralph!" Noah and Rachel said almost at the same time which made them feel even more awkward.They walked side by side in silence, "wear this, people might recognize you," Noah held out a black hat to Rachel who accepted without saying a word."I will print the tickets, just wait for me in here," Noah said, signaling Rachel to wait at a coffee shop. Rachel followed Noah's words with comment. Her feelings were completely mixed, between anger and shame all rolled into one."We will be flying in thirty minutes," Noah said as he returned to the coffee shop. Rachel only furrowed her brows briefly, then returned to her phone."You didn't buy me a drink?" asked Noah, trying to resolve the tension between them. Rachel trust shrugged curtly. Didnt bother to look at him.Noah took a d
"What a fuck!" Rachel screamed when she saw their very messy suitcase in the room. Their clothes and belongings were scattered everywhere."Noah! What the hell happened!" Rachel looked terrified. Noah checked all his belongings. "Damn it! they took our travelling documents!" Rachel crounch collecting all her stuffs that were scattered on the floor. "Gosh! they took mine too!""Noah, we have to call the police!" This is horrible! I don't know Olivia could go this far and why did they take our travelling documents?!" Rachel sounded very panicked and frustrated.Noah was bending over immediately straightened his body. "They don't want us to chase Zachary to UAE," he muttered, staring at Rachel thoughtfully."What should we do now?" Rachel asked,unable to control her shaking hands.Noah stepped closer to her, he raised his hands and gripped her hands tightly."Don't be afraid, this isn't going to stop us," Noah said trying to calm Rachel down.Rachel nodded, looking down at Noah's hand t
They sat opposite each other in the so called wagon. There were only a few people who seems to be busy with there phones."How many hours do we need to get to Washington DC? I have never travelled by train before," Rachel muttered as the train started to leave the station."About six to seven hours," Noah replied learning his slightly tired back."Lily hasn't replied to my massages, we may need to chase Zachary wherever he is to uncover the truth about your mother's death and this may cost a lot of money, to be honest, I don't have that kind of money," he said again. His eyes stared away at the window that presented the view of the city of Boston they had left behind."That shouldn't been your problem, I have money! we can go wherever we want, I don't care if money runs out as long as we can catch Zachary!. What I don't understand is, how can Olivia do this alone, she's just an old woman!" Rachel said, shaking here head in confusion."You remembered James Brandon that thee Specters me
"Because I'm a good a person, so stop asking that kind of silly question and start eating your Sushi ," said Noah, he took one salmon sushi with his chopsticks and put it right into Rachel's mouth.Rachel snorted, she wanted to complain but the delicious taste of Sushi made her close to keep her from arguing. She quickly grabbed the chopsticks and started eating the sushi variously.Besides her, Noah couldn't help but smile.The excitement of dinner made Rachel forget their absurd conversation earlier. Two hours later, they had furnished three boxes of Sushi and eight cans of beer."My belly is going to explode......" Rachel mumbled as she rubbed her full stomach. Next to him Noah just smiled a little, his eyes half closed from being too sleepy."Noah, what if it turns out that Mr Specter is your father?" Rachel asked turning to look at him."Um, I dunno, I don't dare to imagine anything right now, I don't like disappointment," Noah said nonchalantly, holding his feelings.Rachel just
"I just happen to have a father who is a military man and so many good friends who are experts in their respective fields. So are we going to continue watching this or not?" Noah said while moving his chin pointing at the laptop on the table.Rachel only raised her eyebrows once in response.They put the hardset back. on their ears and their gazes returned to the laptop screen.The camera pointed to Olivia's face, which looked busy chewing her morning meal, Rachel could imagine Annie standing in the corner of the dinning room, waiting for her father and stepmother to finish their breakfast.Noah wrapped the food from the cafe and placed one each in front of him and Rachel.I feel like we're having a meal with them," Rachel muttered, her eyes glaring at Olivia in annoyance."Yeah, the Pentagon general might still be on his way, so the show's still a long way off," Noah said, shoving his fork into the grilled sausage and devouring it immediately."Do you think Olivia would be Suspicious
"I can't believe that I spent so time on the road," Rachel muttered as she and Noah had just arrived at New York city's JFK airport. Her face was tightly covered by a black mask and hat.Noah snorted with laugh, "think of it as a short getaway from a tiring Hollywood life," he replied. Rachel just shrugged, "maybe you're right.......""Rachel! Noah! in here!" someone waved her hand for her from afar. Noah squinted to recognize the face. "Greta is that you?" asked Rachel moving closer.Greta jumped forward to hug Rachel warmly. "you didn't have to bother yourself by picking us up," Rachel said uncomfortably. Greta shook her head, "Absolutely not, I'm glad to do it! Noah! My Dad can't wait to see you!" she shifted to hug Noah briefly."Let's go!" Greta motioned her driver Zachary didn't go well Greta asked when they were already inside the car."Yeah, that's why we asked your father for help, "replied Noah, looking back slightly as her sat next to the driver.Greta nodded, she turned to
Dante Di Sione felt the adrenaline pumping through his body as he walked into the tiny airport terminal. His heart was pounding and his forehead was beaded with sweat. He felt like he'd been running. Or just rolled away from a woman after bout of particularly energetic sex. Even though it was a long time since he could even remember having sex. He frowned. How long? His mind raced back over the past few weeks spent chasing across continents and fitting in and out of different time zones. He'd visited a dizzing array of countries, been presented with a whole shoal of red heerings and wandered uo against several dead ends before arriving here, in the carribean. All in pursuit of a priceless pices of jewellery which his grandfather wanted for a reasons he'd declined to share. Dante felt the tight clench of his heart. A dying man's wish. Yet wasn't the truth that he had been tantalized by the task he'd been given which he had taken on as a favour to someone who had given him so much?
"Come and sit in the shade,' Dante said lazily. I don't want you getting burned.'Willow pushed her straw hat back and smiled up into her husband's face. 'i'm unlikely to burn when you insist on applying factor fifty to my skin ar every opportunity, am I?''True. Infact , I think you need another application right now,' he murmured, rising to his feet and standing over her. 'come here.''Tjat sound like another excuse for you to start rubbing cream into my body.''You really think I need excuse, Mrs Di Sione? "he growl, lifting her off the sun lounger and heading her inside to the air-conditioned cool of their beachside house.Willow bit her lip with sheer pleasure as she felt his lips whisper over throat. This kung she couldn't remember over her throat, thinking she couldn't remember ever feeling so happy. Or lucky. So very lucky. For the past month they'd been honeymooning in a carribean beach house, while nearby the crystal waters lapped contentedly against sugar-fine-sands. Thay
"Hmm?" He blinked. "A while ago, when I said I didn't know Herb, did you say you knew that?" "Yes." "When did you know?" "Almost immediately." She frowned, as she worked on that sentence. "I'll help with Mutt. The dogs accept cats fairly well, but a strange dog has to be introduced." While they were doing that, Salty rang the bell for dinner and automatically Georgia showed Luke where to wash. "Did you leave me because I didn't tell you about the Molly Q sinking? I was afraid, if you knew, you 'd leave me." "No Because you asked me if Herb was good as you. You offended me. You made me sound like a bed-hopper. I told you I didn't know any Herb." "I was sure you didn't and I only meant to tease, to make you say I was a good lover. I would never try to offend you." She was silent. Luke wanted to hold her. He wasn't sure she'd allow it. He asked, " How's your arm?" " Just fine. You can hardly see the marks any more." " Lete see." So when he had her arm in his hands, he couldn
Just about then, since there was an hour's time difference, it was after four o'clock at the Montana Electronics company, Inc. In Indianapolis, Indiana.Luke was frowning at the walls as phone in his hand rang yet again. Where was she? How long did it take to go out . Where was she? How long did it take to go out and buy some steaks? The car had been delivered at eight-thirty and she hadn't been there since.A very strange feeling gripped Luke. He went back to the meeting, jerked a hand at Mac and backed out the door to wait in the hall."What's up?""I can't get hold of Georgia," Luke said. "I've been calling her since about ten morning and she doesn't answer. I have a bad feeling about this."Mac discounted that. "She probably went to a movie or apartment hunting, or shopping. Women never sit by the phone and wait for someone to call them. They had about all over the place. You'll be smart to take home some deli food for super tonight." The. Mac urged, "We better get back. This is g
"It is almost certain that since they are so interested in coming to us, we have more on this tham they and they are petitioners. We smiled quite smugly confident of her reply. She gave it: "Yes. I'll miss you terribly." He showered and she lay in bed, feeling everything acutely. He came in and dressed as she watched and he regarded her thoughtfully. " You'll be okay." " Yes." " Being with you everyday has spoiled me. I don't want to leave you?" She was silent. She didn't want to leave him, either. " Aren't you going to fix me some breakfast? You don't want me to go out into the cold, brutal jungle to face the ravening corporate maneuverings on an empty stomach, do you?" " No." She got out of bed and went for her robe. He patted her bottom. "I'm glad you'II be here when I get back." She didn't look at him but put on her robe and went to the kitchen. She washed her hands, fixed him bacon and eggs, toast and juice and coffee. He told her about the other two companies while he a
"In the morning?" Luke's father was a little uncertain and looked at Luke for guidance. "I see." Georgia looked back at Luke. "I suppose it slipped your mind?" "I didn't mention It?" He knew good and well hadn't and it made her furious! "I've been held here for almost two weeks." "What do you mean?" his mother asked slowly. "I've been held here against my will." And his mother said to her son, "Now, what?" To distract hos mother, Luke told her, "She's learning to cook." "Don't you cook, Georgia?" Georgia didn't reply but said to Luke, "It's exceedingly interested and excessively telling that you have a mother who comes here, finds you've imprisoned a woman and she doesn't say, "How shocking!" She says, 'Now, what.' That says a lot about you, Luke Montana. " His mother's head went up, his father looked at Luke and Like laughed. A genuine, amused, impulsive laugh. It made his father smile. It made Georgia madder. She smiled sweetly and said a sugar-coated, "I kn
"You wouldn't have to take your pictures down. They look very nice on my walls. And you look even better in my house." "What would I tell my parents?" She asked logically. "They are very old-fashioned." "Tell them...Tell them you have an unusually friendly apartment mate, I want you stay with me." She shook her head. "It's only propinquity. If you saw me under ordinary circumstances, you'd look right past me." "No." He was sure. "I'm not beautiful." He could not control a blurting laugh of disbelief, but he straightened his face as well as he could. He learned away and looked at her lying there in the sunlight. shiny with oil, her body soft and lax and well loved. "You're not bad." He grinned. Then he teased, "And that one hundred thousand you're getting from us is something to consider." "When will you know about the Molly Q? When will I be free?" He frowned. "Do you want to leave?" " To ask me to stay, now, is meaningless. I am your prisoner. I have to stay." Later, while
He watched her as she flipped quite a chunk of pages back to the place she was drawing him exercising. She sudied him minutely. That she would look ot him that way made him self-conscious. Conscious of himself. Aware of his body. That he was a male being closely studied by a female.Naturally that made him more aware of her body and that she was a female and a willing one, at that."You really ought to lift weights. Since we have the time, I could get you started. Stand u,"She put aside her pad and pencil and stood before him."This movement," he instructed, "will tone these muscles." He traced the line of muscles. "And this one does all these." He bent her and traced all those that simple movement would affect.One thing led to another and he relaxed them both.They retrieved Minny form the roof and bird watching can be exhausting, so the little cat curled by the glass sliding door and napped. The lovers fixed a lazy lunch and although they hadn't done any bird watching, they too, n
"We were..... watching the news." Georgia gave Minny an apologetic look. How could she say Minny wakened them?"Did you get a look at him?" Mac asked Luke."No.""You're losing your touch. Getting old. In your younger days, you have been over that rail and nailed him before he hit the ground. I think you ought to give up baking, Georgia. He's getting fat and sluggish.""You missed Georgia's Oriental chicken, Mac. It was great." He smiled at Georgia. Then he told Mac,"If you behave and make no maire little snide remarks about my age and weight, you might be able to talk me out of one of the rest of the meringue cookies."Meringue?" Mac perked up."They are perfect.""Would you like one?" Georgia asked Luke."That'd be great.""I'll get you some."Mac frowned at Georgia. "He's capable of walking all the way across the living room.""He's been chasing burglars," Georgia said back over her shoulder.He didn't catch one."Luke pried his muscular body up out of the chair, and Mac bragged a