Three Thousand Miles(102)

We reach the top of the stairs and Adrian gently releases me. I hold onto him as I thank him.

“Thanks doll, for carrying me, I would never have made it if you hadn’t.” Adrian leans in a kisses me and then he opens the door. We step out into the cold night and as Adrian said, we are on top of the building. Adrian walks me over to the middle of the rooftop and he points to the sky.

“Baby our ride is on its way.” I gaze into the night sky as I notice a helicopter approaching the building. It gets closer and then it finally lands onto the rooftop. Adrian clutches me by the waist as he leads me over to the black aircraft. He opens the door and gently pushes me inside. I smile nervously at him as I try to hide my fear. I vividly remember the last time that I was in a helicopter and a shudder runs down my spine. It was a few years ago and my dad had booked a helicopter for his sister’s wedding. I was all dressed up in my bridesmaid dress and I was ever so happy that my aunt was getting married. My dad, mom, Penelope and I all entered the helicopter with such excitement. However, our excitement quickly faded when the helicopter broke down in mid-air. Something had happened to the rotators and the pilot began to lose control. The aircraft dropped thousands of feet and to this day, I still do not know how we survived. The rotator began to spin again and just in time. The pilot and my entire family were convinced that was the end. I shudder again at the thought and Adrian notices.

“Baby, is there something wrong?” I sigh at him as I feel that he has gone to a lot of trouble in planning this evening. However, my heart is racing and I feel that I cannot stay another second in this helicopter.

“Adrian I have to get out.” I confess as I try to rise from the seat. Adrian gently pushes me back down.

“Why what’s wrong?” He says almost shouting.

“Adrian my family and I had a very bad experience with a helicopter and you need to let me off.” I say almost shouting back at him. He gives in to my demands and he opens the door. He gets out and he reaches out for my hand as I quickly step out. I gaze at him and I feel that he is mad at me. He makes a signal to pilot and soon after the helicopter takes off from the rooftop.

“Adrian I am sorry,”

“Don’t apologise,” he says as he walks over to me. He pulls me tight and he kisses me softly.

“Have I ruined our evening?”

“No baby.”





Twenty-Three





The next morning I wake to the sound of Adrian talking on his phone. His voice sounds tense and I open my eyes so that I can see him. He is gazing out of the window onto the streets of London. He is dressed casually in a crisp white shirt and dark blue jeans. His thick hair is messy and his face is clean-shaven. I gaze at him and I realise that I am in his room. I gently close my eyes as last night I must have made my way into his room - again. Every night without fail, I manage to sneak into his room and I huddle into him until morning. Every night I wake at the same time and it is usually after a vivid dream of Michael. I lightly shake my head as I wish that I could stop my dreams of Michael. I have no idea why I dream of him every night, but I do. What alarms me most about my dreams is that, I am always in love Michael. He is the one that I cannot live without and Adrian does not even come close. I feel very irritated by my dreams and I blush every time that I think of them.

I sit myself up into the bed as Adrian ends his phone call. He walks over to me and gently sits on the bed next to me.

“Good morning baby,” he says as he kisses me. “You must get up as we have to leave soon.” I smile at him as I try to hide my dread. Today Adrian and I will be driving to Surrey to Mr and Mrs Jenkins country estate. It is their anniversary and they are having a massive party that spans over the entire weekend. Adrian has informed me that everyone will be there. A whole list of Adrian’s business colleagues will be attending and even local celebrities are invited. In total there are about 450 guests but only family and close friends are expected to stay at the country house over the weekend. The rest of the guests will arrive on Sunday and just in time for the main party. I again try to hide my anxiety about the weekend as I think of Michael. I have not seen or heard anything from him since that night at his parents’ house. I really must have upset him even though I don’t know what I did to him. Surely Michael cannot blame me for his relationship with Katharine ending. Then there is Chad and Tabatha, I have no idea of how they will react to me and I petrified about coming face to face with them. I try to shake off my anxiety as I break a smile from my lips.

“Okay doll, I will go and get ready,” Adrian kisses me as I jump out of the bed. I rush into my room and I immediately head into the bathroom. I quickly shower and blow-dry my hair and then I make my way into the closet. I reach for my overnight bag and I begin to throw in a few pairs of jeans, sweaters and of course a selection of evening dresses. I zip the bag and I fling it out into the room. Quickly I get dressed into, black skinny jeans, my Jimmy Choos and a white turtleneck sweater. I grab my coat and my luggage as I head out into the lounge.