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Authors: Evie Knight
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join you? You know, like old times? We have so much to catch up on.”
Julianne dragged her gaze around the group, before stopping at last on Ariel. Her lips curved into an apologetic smile.
Why are you looking at me? Ariel didn’t have a say in the matter, she hadn’t been invited and wouldn’t crash their party. She figured it was a family affair including Gérard and Logan because of their long standing friendship.
“Yes, of course,” Julianne said through clenched teeth.
“I’ll leave you all to your catching up.” Ariel stood, ready to leave. She’d follow up with Colin later to review the paperwork she’d received from Marissa regarding his concert in New York. The matter wasn’t urgent. She didn’t want to impose on their family time and their impromptu dinner.
“ Where are you going?” Colin rose from his seat.
“ Please.” Julianne touched Ariel’s hand. “I’d love to have you join us.”
Ariel became the center of attention in a matter of seconds. All eyes focused on her. She avoided scenarios such as this all the time. She’d love to spend time with them. It sounded great. Except she worried it’d open a door, making things more personal between her and Colin.
It was one thing s leeping with Colin. That was sex and nothing else. Everything stopped there. They never made any promises. This dinner would change the dynamic a bit. Ariel wasn’t ready for something beyond what she shared with him in bed, fearing she’d start seeing things in a different light, hoping for something more. It’d ensure a battle with her emotions.
It took one look at Penelope for Ariel to make her decision.
Chapter Eight
Gérard’s staff arranged dinner for six and set it in the family dining room. During their short walk from the sitting room, Ariel learned his manor had been in the family for over a century. Gérard remodeled it to some extent without losing its architectural details and history behind it. She looked around the large dining room, if it weren’t for the contemporary furnishings, she’d feel she’d gone back in time. Old money screamed at her from all angles. Ariel was born an heiress, but it didn’t compare to money older than her family.
“ I know what you saw. If you cared to listen, I can explain why I did it,” Gérard said to Julianne in a low voice.
Julianne jutted her jaw. “ None of it matters anymore.”
“ If it doesn’t, why are you giving me hell, outbidding me, making me lose money every time you get a chance at auctions?” Gérard asked.
Julianne raised a brow, looking at him. “Because I can.”
“ This has got to stop, Jules.”
“What are you going to do? Tell Colin?” Julianne looked at him. “Yeah, I thought not.” She spun on her heel and found her seat at the table.
Gérard cursed under his breath and took the seat next to Julianne’s.
The more time Ariel spent in their company, the more she found herself enjoying it. Ariel cleared her throat in an effort to swallow back a chuckle. Gérard and Julianne tried to keep their voices low, but their loud bickering made it impossible for her not to eavesdrop on their entire exchange. It fascinated Ariel. Julianne wasn’t as sweet as she seemed to be.
A beautiful chandelier suspended from the ceiling , showcased a large mahogany table commanding the room. Ariel rolled her eyes when Penelope sat next to Colin. Ariel reminded herself she didn’t have a right to be jealous. Logan touched her elbow and led her to the opposite seat. Unlike what Colin did for Penelope, Logan pulled the chair out and allowed Ariel to sit down before he took the seat next to hers.
Gérard’s chef outd id himself with a menu fit for gods. She sighed, biting down on the four cheese ravioli with sautéed baby spinach and a mystery sauce that made her toes curl.
“ What do you think?” Logan asked.
“ Mm… I’m lost for words,” Ariel said between bites.
“Try the crab cakes too,” Logan said.
Ariel closed
Julianne dragged her gaze around the group, before stopping at last on Ariel. Her lips curved into an apologetic smile.
Why are you looking at me? Ariel didn’t have a say in the matter, she hadn’t been invited and wouldn’t crash their party. She figured it was a family affair including Gérard and Logan because of their long standing friendship.
“Yes, of course,” Julianne said through clenched teeth.
“I’ll leave you all to your catching up.” Ariel stood, ready to leave. She’d follow up with Colin later to review the paperwork she’d received from Marissa regarding his concert in New York. The matter wasn’t urgent. She didn’t want to impose on their family time and their impromptu dinner.
“ Where are you going?” Colin rose from his seat.
“ Please.” Julianne touched Ariel’s hand. “I’d love to have you join us.”
Ariel became the center of attention in a matter of seconds. All eyes focused on her. She avoided scenarios such as this all the time. She’d love to spend time with them. It sounded great. Except she worried it’d open a door, making things more personal between her and Colin.
It was one thing s leeping with Colin. That was sex and nothing else. Everything stopped there. They never made any promises. This dinner would change the dynamic a bit. Ariel wasn’t ready for something beyond what she shared with him in bed, fearing she’d start seeing things in a different light, hoping for something more. It’d ensure a battle with her emotions.
It took one look at Penelope for Ariel to make her decision.
Chapter Eight
Gérard’s staff arranged dinner for six and set it in the family dining room. During their short walk from the sitting room, Ariel learned his manor had been in the family for over a century. Gérard remodeled it to some extent without losing its architectural details and history behind it. She looked around the large dining room, if it weren’t for the contemporary furnishings, she’d feel she’d gone back in time. Old money screamed at her from all angles. Ariel was born an heiress, but it didn’t compare to money older than her family.
“ I know what you saw. If you cared to listen, I can explain why I did it,” Gérard said to Julianne in a low voice.
Julianne jutted her jaw. “ None of it matters anymore.”
“ If it doesn’t, why are you giving me hell, outbidding me, making me lose money every time you get a chance at auctions?” Gérard asked.
Julianne raised a brow, looking at him. “Because I can.”
“ This has got to stop, Jules.”
“What are you going to do? Tell Colin?” Julianne looked at him. “Yeah, I thought not.” She spun on her heel and found her seat at the table.
Gérard cursed under his breath and took the seat next to Julianne’s.
The more time Ariel spent in their company, the more she found herself enjoying it. Ariel cleared her throat in an effort to swallow back a chuckle. Gérard and Julianne tried to keep their voices low, but their loud bickering made it impossible for her not to eavesdrop on their entire exchange. It fascinated Ariel. Julianne wasn’t as sweet as she seemed to be.
A beautiful chandelier suspended from the ceiling , showcased a large mahogany table commanding the room. Ariel rolled her eyes when Penelope sat next to Colin. Ariel reminded herself she didn’t have a right to be jealous. Logan touched her elbow and led her to the opposite seat. Unlike what Colin did for Penelope, Logan pulled the chair out and allowed Ariel to sit down before he took the seat next to hers.
Gérard’s chef outd id himself with a menu fit for gods. She sighed, biting down on the four cheese ravioli with sautéed baby spinach and a mystery sauce that made her toes curl.
“ What do you think?” Logan asked.
“ Mm… I’m lost for words,” Ariel said between bites.
“Try the crab cakes too,” Logan said.
Ariel closed
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