I pull open the door and come face-to-face Amanda who has two coffees in her hand.
I move past her.
“I’ve got to go,” I say, making my way towards the elevator.
Fuck!
CHAPTER 9
PEN
The phone rings, and I groan, wrapping my pillow around my head. The Duffy’s soiree lasted a lot longer than I hoped. Not that they aren’t a lovely couple, but making polite conversation with complete strangers when you’re already tired is exhausting.
“What the hell?” I mutter as the ringing continues.
It feels like I’ve only just shut my eyes.
I pat around in the dark feeling for my mobile.
“Who’s calling me this early?
“You need to put your phone ondo not disturb,” Kris grumbles next to me.
“I have,” I say, finally scooping up the offending object. “Only myfavouritesoverride that,” I tell him, sliding out of bed and pulling on my dressing gown.
Cursing thefavouritewho may soon find themselves removed if this call is not life or death.
I glance down and spot Gabriel’s name on the screen.
Why the hell is he calling me?
Out of everyone, he’s aware I’m in the US and in a different time zone. He also has enoughbloodyclocks on his walls both at home and in his office to know it’s only five AM.
Exiting the bedroom, I make my way downstairs just as the ringing stops. When it begins again, I slide the screen to answer.
“This better be urgent,” I grunt at one of my closest friends. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Of course, it’s five AM,” he says in his matter-of-fact Gabriel tone. I bite my lip to stop myself from smirking.
So Gabriel.
“I’ve waited until now. I was expecting you to be up. You’ve always been an early riser.”
I groan. “I’m jet-lagged, Gabriel. Ever heard of it?”
“Still? You’ve been there a week. Your UK office is open.”
“And I’m in the US. Yes, to jet lag, wedding planning, and late nights socialising. I’m on holiday!” I say.
The man is a machine. I don’t know how Leah copes with him. I think he sleeps even less than I do.
I hear someone in the background, and Gabriel lets out a harrumph.
“Okay, fine…I’m sorry for waking you. I’ll wait until later next time.”
“Happy now?” I hear him mutter, Leah’s voice barely audible in the background.
“Hi, Leah,” I say into the phone.
