“Yes, it’s fine,” I said. “It’s just that I have to pack, and since I don’t know where we’re going, packing will be challenging.”
“No need to. I’ll have one of my assistants get what you’ll need. Of course you might want some of your personal stuff, but I’ll take care of the rest.”
I nodded. This was unreal. Someone was going to shop for me and pack my bag? I could get used to this billionaire lifestyle. “Thanks.”
“My pleasure,” he said. He signaled to the waiter. Once he settled the check, he walked me outside to the limo that had brought me to the restaurant.
“David will take you back,” he told me as he leaned against the limo and pulled me against him.
“What about you? How will you get home?”
He pointed to another limo on the opposite side of the street. I hadn’t noticed it. “That’s my ride,” he said. “I won’t be stranded.”
“Looks nice,” I commented. “Well, good night then.” He kissed me so quickly on the lips I could swear it had not happened.
“I’ll see you in the morning?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said.
***
As usual, Amy was at my apartment when I got in. “So, what happened?” She was standing at the door.
“Can I at least come in first?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said as she opened the door. “So how did it go?”
“Very well,” I told her, pushing past her and walking to my bedroom. She would not give up until she got the response she needed from me. I smiled as I walked quickly away from her. She was hot on my trail.
“Young lady, where do you think you’re going?” she said as she pulled me back.
“Where else would I be going at this late hour? To bed.”
“No way, Sara Nolles. Not until you tell me what you and Nick Saunders were up to.”
“Nothing. He’s taking me somewhere special tomorrow and that’s it.”
“That’s all? You’re going to be locked away in some fancy hotel for days with his hot ass and you say that’s all? How many days are you staying?”
Amy’s question made me realize I hadn’t asked Nick how long our trip would be. He hadn’t volunteered the information either, but I had a feeling he knew I was off work for a couple of days. He knew my every move, which should have made me uncomfortable. I was flattered, though, and had a gut feeling he would never hurt me.
“You don’t know, do you?” Amy asked, eyebrow raised. “I bet you were so excited to go frolicking with him you forgot to ask.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I smiled at her as I pushed past her again. “I need to go to bed. I have an early day with a billionaire tomorrow.”
“You do like him, don’t you?” Amy asked.
“Yes, I do like him. A lot. Maybe more than a lot.”
Amy looked at me suspiciously. “Oh my God, you love him, don’t you?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said with a secretive smile, but Amy had hit a raw nerve. I did, in fact, like Nick more than I should, but I wasn’t going to admit that.
“You’re in love,” she sang in a childlike, annoying voice. “You’re in love.”
“Stop, Amy,” I said, smacking her playfully on the arm. “I need to go to bed. See you later,” I said as I tried to close my bedroom door.
“You’re not going to pack your things tonight?”
“No, his staff will take care of all of that.” Amy groaned. “What?” I asked innocently.
“You sound stuck-up and you’re not even married to him yet,” she yelled after me.
“Who said I was marrying him?” I asked as I closed my bedroom door for some peace. A few minutes later, I heard Amy grab a blanket from the closet in the hallway; she was sleeping on my couch tonight. She left me with some hard truth to think about. I was in love with Mr. Rich. Oh great!
***
My doorbell rang at seven the next morning. Nick had sent the limo to retrieve me, and when I opened the door, he was standing there, dressed in a tee-shirt and jeans.
“Hi. Good morning,” I stammered.
“Hello, Sara. Ready?”
“Sort of. I wasn’t expecting you. Thought you’d send David.”
“I missed you,” he said and planted a kiss on my lips before I could reply. “I’ll wait for you in the limo if you prefer.”