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I thought about it, then shook my head. “I think I’ll wait to have dinner with Nate.”
“Monsieur Starling indicated that his preference for dinner was chicken. Is that your selection as well?”
“That’s fine.”
“Do I need any money to enter the gardens?”
“No monsieur, however I have set a thousand pounds under the phone. It should be sufficient for any incidentals.”
“A thousand?” I squeaked. “How expensive are things here?”
“Things cost what they cost. However I doubt that you will need more if all you intend is a walk.”
I swallowed, then walked upstairs to retrieve a pair of shoes from my luggage.
Security? A thousand pounds as spending money?
Kensington… Why did that name seem familiar?
Then it hit me, actual real-life royals lived in Kensington Palace, and apparently I was about to walk through the gardens adjacent to it.
Nate’s family’s London flat was within walking distance of a friggin palace. It was slightly overwhelming.
Still, even as I grabbed the phone and the money that Henri had set aside for me, I wished that Nate would be joining me on the walk.
I hoped that he’d be there soon.
Chapter 22 - Nate
Ihooked my finger behind the knot and loosened my tie as the sedan eased into traffic.
Things weren’t fixed, but we were on much steadier ground than we had been when I’d landed. The executive team of Morningshire Industries had agreed to install the correct control systems overnight and the next morning, then I’d return in the afternoon to smooth over any remaining rough edges.
It meant that I would at least have a bit of time in the morning to spend with Corey.
I pulled out my phone and called the flat.
“Allo?”
“Good evening Henri. I wanted to let you know that I’m on my way.”
“Merci. I shall let the chef know. Shall call Monsieur Eaves so that he may return?”
“Is he out?”
“Monsieur Eaves decided to take a walk in the gardens.”
I smiled, wishing I could have joined him for his first visit to Kensington Gardens. I could imagine his delight as he walked the tree-lined paths. My omega would probably find plenty of dogs to admire too.
Still, he’d probably be wearing one of his radiant smiles as he told me about it. That would be almost as good.
“Monsieur?”
“Oh, yes. Sorry. Please have him return. Thank you, Henri.”
“Is there anything else?”
“No, that was all.”
