Noah was silent as if nothing had happened even though his cheek were a little sore. "You can't just lift me like that you're my bodyguard! Those two women insulted my father! you should have punished them!" mumbled Rachel unclearly she looked a little bit drunk.Noah sighed."What do you want me to do? Hit them said him, right on their faces? or shoot them using my gun?" said him, exhausted. Rachel fell silent at first Noah thought she fell silent because was given up.But suddenly Rachel threw up violently right in front of Noah. Her vomit splattered against Noah's shiny clean pants and shoes. He took a deep breath and annoyances, he called the valet to ask them to drive Rachel's car to the back of The Gregory'sRachel kept throwing up until her stomach was empty, then she collapsed onto Noah's broad chest. "I'm so sleepy....." she mumbled as if she had forgotten what she said earlier.Noah just stared at the top of Rachel's head in confusion. He just stood there, letting Rachel lea
Rachel cleared her throat and push Noah away."Don't tell anyone about this!" she said awkwardly. Noah frowned," About what?"Rachel stood up, "About everything! me being vomit on your parts, burping loudly as fuck and other embarrassing behavior that I did in front you she said breathlessly.Noah looked at Rachel with a straight face, then he muttered under his breath, "What you're doing is normal, why should you feel ashamed...."Rachel who was walking towards the room immediately turned around, "you don't know anything! becoming a famous person like me is not easy! Everyone notices my behavior and they will immediately talk bad about me if they hear about my bad habits!" she said irritably.Noah shrugged, "you chose this path, you should be ready with the consequences," he replied casually made Rachel even angrier. "whatever!" she replied snapped and then walked faster to her room.Noah finished his meal as if nothing was happening. He didn't understand why people chose to be fake
Noah stated at the ceiling with so many thoughts running through his head. He didn't know how he should start his investigation. Her job as Rachel's bodyguard was quite busy.Should he just come over to the Specters and ask them to do a DNA test? But wouldn't that look pretty ridiculous?With an easy feeling, Noah finally fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed of himself curled up in the middle of the forest, cold. Then soon his father appeared and took him to a warm house.After that Noah woke up gasping for air. He covered his face with his hands, suddenly he missed his father, Alex parker.Regardless of what his father did, he had raised Noah with love and that made Noah should be happy and stop searching for the truth of his story. What if after he found his family, to they became strangers to him? wouldn't that kind of thing only make him disappointed?He got out of bed then walked over to the fridge and got a can of beer.He looked at the photo of his father that he had posted on
Noah stopped panting after running around the central parking for dozens of times. He took a sip of water and then sat down on one of the park bunches. He removed the air pod in his ear, his brain starting to think about Rachel's offer yesterday. An offer to pretend to be Rachel's fiance.Noah asked for time to think. He wasn't so sure about such a plan. It wouldn't be easy pretending to be the fiance of a famous supermodel like Rachel. All the light were probably going to be on him.He looked up at the skyscrapers in the distance. Suddenly he had an idea that might help him over come his curiosity. He picked up his cell phone, dialed Rachel."I have a counter offer, will you listen?" he said just as Rachel took the call. Rachel agreed and asked Noah to come to her penthouse even that day was his off day.Noah put the air pod back in his ears and continue to run down the sidewalk to Rachel's penthouse on the upper west side, that's only 0.5 miles from central park.His body was cover
"Rachel," Noah whispered, elbowing Rachel in the arm as a woman appeared not far in front of them. Rachel cleared her throat softly, then nodded at Noah.They walked side by side towards the woman as if they had accidentally bumped into her."Rachel!" Greta greeted as she saw Rachel. Hi, Gorgeous! How are you!" Rachel shrieked, moving her face forward to kiss Greta's right and left cheeks. "Excellent! How are?" Greta asked, her eyes shifted to Noah who was standing next to Rachel."Never better! Greta this is Noah, my fiance, Noah this is Greta Specter, the daughter of the famous painter Gabriel Specter whom you admire so much!" Rachel exclaimed cheerfully.Greta and Noah shook hands, "Do you admire my father's work? Because I didn't hahaha," she joked. But she was honest, she didn't like art at all, so it's a bit difficult for her to appreciate a work of art. Especially the absurd art work that her father relied on.Noah nodded with a beaming face "I admire your father's work, I hear
The next day Noah was was woken from his sleep by a phone call from Rachel which surprise him."Yes!" he snapped with a hoarse voice. "Noah! did you forget?;I have a photoshoot today!" Rachel chirped rapidly. Noah quickly opened his eyes and sat up straight. The digital clock on the nightstand showed 11:00 In the afternoon.Yesterday he and Rachel spent time in Coney island util 4:00, he forgot to set the alarm and ended up late."I will be there In fifteen minutes!" Noah said he jumped out the bed."Just go straight to the shooting location, I will go with someone else! next time you're late I will fire you!" call disconnected.Noah took a deep breath, then quickly ran to the bathroom.Fifteen minutes later Noah was in front of Rachel's penthouse,he was just about to call Rachel who was not far from him, but a man in tattared jeans and a white hoodie seemed to be chatting intensely with Rachel while occasionally stroking her golden brown hair.Noah had doubts about whether approach R
"Are you kidding me? I told you I don't want to get marry" Especially with the man of your choice! Besides, I already have a boyfriend!" Rachel shouted, her face full of anger. Next to him Noah was just observing and guessing in his head about what was going on."It's up to you guys to announce that ridiculous matchmaking! I would never have come there!" Rachel chirped again and then simply hung up the phone. Her breath hitched with anger."Your stepmother?" asked Noah casually. Rachel nodded in annoyance, "she's having an arranged dinner between me and uncle Arthur's son they're the family that lives in the same neighborhood with us! that crazy woman won't shop until I do what she wants! stupidly my father agreed because he was expecting grandson so badly," Rachel mumbled, throwing her eyes at the window."May I ask something?" said Noah without turning his head to Rachel who stared at him in wonder. "yes, what is that?""I have heard you say a few times that your father doesn't love
Rachel clear her throat loudly waking Noah who was suddenly nervous. "I'm going to get some bred up there," Noah said.Rachel nodded then slight awkwardly. "By the way, I have got an invitation to Greta Specter's birthday," Rachel muttered as she lifted the hot coffee from the table.Noah immediately tensed up,busy with Rachel's problems made him sometime forget his intentions to find out who his parents were."Greta! when?" we can go over to my house first, then fly back to New York for Greta's birthday," Rachel said casually.Noah nodded, "Okay, umm which jam do you like?" he asked, opening the drawer where he kept all the jam."Half strawberry half chocolate," Rachel answered impatiently, she was already starving. "Okay," Noah said as he spread the bread with a pensive face."You still the went to tell me about your purpose in coming into the Specter's residence?" Rachel asked with a probing look.Noah sighed, he put the toasted bread on the table then pulled the chair and set on
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