Again, he was tempted to say something inappropriate. “What kind of soups do they have? This is the weather for it.”
She read off the list, and he chose French Onion. “I don’t need anything to drink other than coffee. That coffee maker over there will work just fine.”
“Well, since I’ve run out of granola bars, I guess I will order myself something as well.”
He hid his grin, deciding not to remind her that she had begun to eat real food after hanging out with him. Those granola bars had been demoted to nothing more than snacks. “Yes, you do that. It’s cold in here, so I’ll light the fireplace.”
Before long, he had a blazing fire going. He figured it would have taken less time if his attention hadn’t been drawn to Eden. Each time she moved around the room, checking out the various paintings on the walls and the shelf of books next to a desk, his eyes were drawn to her.
“It should begin warming up in here soon. In the meantime, I’ll take a shower,” he said, getting to his feet.
“And I’ll call Sophie after ordering our dinner.”
“And you can call your agent as well,” he told her, grabbing his duffel bag from where he had placed it.
“I can’t do that, Drew. She’s in Paris. It’ll cost a fortune.”
“It doesn’t matter. It will all be on my company’s tab, so go for it.”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.” He then walked across the room to the bathroom and closed the door.
Once inside, he leaned against it. Already, this place was beginning to smell like her. How was he going to survive the next ten days?
**
Eden placed an order for room service, then called Amélie.
“Bonjour.”
“Amélie, this is Eden.”
“Eden! Oh,mon Dieu!I became worried when I hadn’t heard from you. I was beginning to think your father’s people had found you.”
“They came close.”
“Where are you?”
Remembering what Drew had told her, she said, “I’d rather not say. Just know that I’m okay. I’ll be here until the day after New Year’s. Will you still have a ticket in my name at the airport?”
“Yes. Just tell me which one?”
“I’ll call you back in a few days to let you know.”
“D’accord. And are you sure you’re alright?”
If only you knew. “I couldn’t be better. I have to go now.”
“You’re going to love Paris, Eden. Word is out that you will be residing here, and several Frenchmen I know are already licking their chops. I wish you weren’t the innocent you are. I’ll have a lot to do just protecting you from them,cherie. Stay safe, and I hope to see you soon.Au revoir!”
“Au revoir,” she replied, hanging up the phone. She thought about what Amélie said and wasn’t too keen on the prospect of her agent becoming her bodyguard. She needed to learn how to handle her admirers on her own. And not just handle them, but also make sure they didn’t overwhelm her. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, one that was worth seriously considering. But not right now.
Right now, she needed to call Sophie.
CHAPTER 11
Drew stepped under the shower head, needing the water to be as cold as it could get. If he’d become that aroused in the few minutes that he and Eden had shared the same space, how was he supposed to get through the next ten days?
