Forget Me Never by M J Rutter Read Free Book Online Page A

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                  When I returned to my bed I lifted my phone, Alec had sent another message,
     
                   ‘I’m back, absolutely shattered, so off to bed, goodnight, Grace, sleep well.’
     
    Before replying I checked the time and I am glad I did, it was almost two, so decided to leave it. I pulled on a night dress before climbing between the sheets and closing my eyes.
                  My phone ringing beside me startled me awake, I frowned to see who was calling, of course it was Alec.
    “Good morning, Grace,” he chimed.
    I smiled, “Good morning, I didn’t expect to hear from you until at least eleven,” I replied.
    “Why waste a beautiful morning in bed, we have a date, remember?”
    “For breakfast,” I nodded.
    “And Sea World. I am so excited, haven’t been in a few years.” He gleamed, far too much enthusiasm at that time of day for me.
    Then it hit me, I sat up, “Yes, of course.” I had forgotten. “So, where are you?” I asked.
    “Outside of your door, can I come in?”
    I smiled again and pushed off the covers, “Just give me a couple of minutes, okay?”
    “Okay,” he replied and ended the call.
    I raced to the bathroom and quickly brushed the rug feeling out of my mouth and sprinkled some water over what appeared to be a bird’s nest on my head then added some taming spray. Sometimes having naturally curly hair sucked, especially first thing in the morning, especially when you only want to look your best for someone.
     
    Feeling slightly more refreshed, I pulled open the door. Dresses in jean shorts and a white polo shirt, Alex grinned holding out a bunch of white roses.
    “Apologies for standing you up last night.”
    I took the flowers, blushing slightly, I had never had flowers bought for me before. “No need to apologise, it’s your job,” I grinned. “But these are beautiful, thank you.” We stared at each other awkwardly, “Oh, sorry, please come in.” He stepped into the room and as he passed, I could smell his aftershave. “So, did you get it all sorted out?”
                  “We decided to fold the company involved, it was best for everyone really.”
                  “That’s a shame,” I frowned. “Will everyone lose their job?”
                  “Only the five who have run it into the ground.” He answered as he sat on the couch. “This is a lovely room you have,” he added gazing around.
                  “Costs enough,” I muttered. “So, these five people, do they have families?”
                  “Probably, but I expect the people who have lost all of their savings have families too. So, yes it can be a tad cut throat in this industry, but we have to play fairly and frankly, these guys didn’t.” I liked him more when his business side peeped out a little, I had to refrain from smiling like a star struck teen.
                  “Right, well, it’s nothing to do with me.” I said, hoping my panic for these families faded. “I had better get dressed and find a vase for these.” I said and left him in the lounge area of the suite.
                 
    I dressed as quickly as I could, feeling slightly apprehensive and wondering if he was going to try and kiss me again. As he was wearing shorts I thought I would do the same. I hadn’t worn my new jean shorts yet, the previous summer had been pretty non-existent in the UK, so this was a good chance to see if they looked as good as they did on the picture of the model when I ordered them. Even though my legs needed a top up on the tan and with a lemon vest top they actually looked pretty good. I slipped a loose, white shirt over my shoulders and put my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head. Dabbed on some lip gloss and I was ready.
                  When I emerged from the bedroom he was standing on the balcony gazing out over the city. I gingerly joined him