Page 33 of Enthrall
I watched them go.
My intrigue got the better of me. I headed off after them, making sure the housekeeper wasn’t around. Jolting to a stop at the foot of the sweeping stairway, I looked up to see Richard at the top of the stairs, glaring down.
He’d been waiting for me.
No words came out of my gaping mouth. I merely gestured to let him know I was puppy bound. I could have sworn he looked like he’d gleaned pleasure from my embarrassment. So I turned on my heel and went back the way I’d come.
Sitting crossed legged in the guest house, I played with one of the Pomeranian pup’s in my lap. Inside the velvet lined box, the other five tumbled around, crying for equal affection. I reached in, trying to placate them.
I cringed at my awkwardness and tried to take my mind off it, focusing instead on the puppy. It was certainly interesting to observe Richard interact with the Sullivan’s. He didn’t seem intimidated in the least by all this grandeur. I wondered if he’d grown up in a house like this.
“Have you had your puppy fix yet?” said Richard, leaning on the doorjamb.
Wondering how long he’d been there, I lowered the puppy back in with his siblings and climbed to my feet.
I headed after Richard. “Did it go all right?”
“Did what go all right?” He led me across the lawn and along the left side of the house.
“Signing the papers?”
“They haven’t signed them yet.”
“I thought that’s where you were going.” I broke his gaze and stared back up at the front of the house.
“Get in,” he said.
Our driver held the passenger door open for us.
I settled into the corner and reached for my seatbelt. “Do you travel everywhere with a driver?”
“That would be tedious,” said Richard, reaching for my seatbelt strap and tugging it across my chest.
“Why today?”
“Showmanship.”
The car glided out of the driveway.
I looked back up at the mansion. “But they didn’t see us arrive.”
“You know this for sure?”
Of course there may have been some truth in that. If it had been me I would have watched from a window in anticipation of Richard’s arrival.
“You made quite an impression,” he said. “Constance took a shine to you.”
“I think she hit on me,” I whispered, not wanting the driver to overhear.
Richard peered out of the window. “I’d take it as a compliment.”
This visit had been nothing but weird and I actually looked forward to returning to Enthrall. Within minutes we were back on the main road.
“Where did you go with them?” I said.
He gave a ghost of a smile. “To watch them fuck.”
“No really?”
