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jobs?” He stops suddenly and I look at him with trepidation. Maybe I have overstepped the mark and I am suddenly afraid. However he just looks at me steadily and says, “I have a large organisation that can perfectly well accommodate most people. Jobs may change but there should be enough opportunities for everyone within it. Don’t worry Bella; I always look after my friends.” I flush, annoyed with myself for putting him on the spot like that and I am glad when we reach the store. He turns towards me and I notice how his eyes light up. “It was great seeing you again Bella, thank you for the tour.” He then leans over and kisses me on the cheek and whispers, “Don’t worry, everything will be fine. Take care and I am sure we will catch up again soon.” With a last toe curling sexy smile he hurries away and as I watch him disappearing into the distance I feel strangely alone.
The rest of the day passes by uneventfully and I am soon home in the flat that I share with my best friend Phoebe. She is totally scatty and we have been friends since school. Phoebe works in an Art Gallery as she is into Art in a big way. Our flat is decorated in her bohemian style which I love even though it reflects her personality a lot more than mine. She is already home and looking forward to our night with George Clooney. Before we go out I fill her in on what happened today at work and she looks worried. “Do you think that you may lose your job?” she says fearfully. I shrug and say, “I don’t think so but I may have to change direction.” I didn’t tell her about Ben, somehow putting my thoughts into words seems like a betrayal to Nathan. Maybe I should just ignore my feelings about Ben and put it all back in the past where it belongs. Despite everything we have a great time at the Cinema and before long we are home again after having picked up a takeaway on the way. We sit there devouring our meal surrounded by the many candles that Phoebe insists on burning every evening. She asks me about Nathan and I find myself telling her my news. She squeals with excitement but then looks worried. “Oh no, I feel really happy for you both, really I do, but if you get married you will leave me.” She looks so upset and I race over to hug her. “Don’t be silly Phoebs, our wedding date isn’t even set yet and Boris will fill my space in this flat quicker than I can pack.” Boris is Phoebe’s long suffering boyfriend. He absolutely adores her and can’t do enough for her. He is forever asking her to marry him but she always turns him down. I really like him as he is great fun and a total lunatic so they are perfect for each other. He has a great job in the city which is surprising given his appearance. He is extremely scruffy but very clever and is always being head hunted by various companies. He earns an absolute fortune but you would never know it by looking at him. Phoebe sniffs and replies, “I know, I do love Boris but it’s not the same as sharing with you.” I look at her sympathetically and say, “Come on lets crack open a bottle of wine and watch a dvd. You can choose." This cheers her up, she always chooses The Sound of Music and we sing the songs at the tops of our voices, I know them all by heart now as well as the dances that we have choreographed to accompany them. I always feel sorry for our neighbours at times like this. Three hours and two bottles of wine later we head off to sleep.
Chapter 3
It’s Friday morning and I wake up next to Nathan. The last few days have been uneventful, thankfully and we have a day off together. Looking over at him sleeping next to me I think back to last night. We stayed in as we were so tired after work and just spent the night in bed watching TV and eating ready meals. He stirs in his sleep and I feel a surge of love for him. Snuggling up to him I think about the day ahead. Today we are shopping for an engagement ring and I am so excited. The thought that I am