“It’s quite all right. I know there will be some cultural differences at first, and as long as you have an open mind”—she glances at my chest again with a smirk—“then so will I.”
“Deal,” I say. “And I do love a coffee in the morning, with milk and sugar.”
“Very well.” She bows her head. “Now, if you’d like to get ready, Mr. Fitzwilliam is waiting to start your day outside your door.”
“Fitzwilliam?” I say, confused, and then it hits me. “Oh, Keller? He’s outside?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I’m seconds from asking her to call meLilly, but then realize maybe that might insult her, so I hold back.
“Can you send him in?”
“But, ma’am, you’re hardly decent.”
“It’s fine,” I say, offering her a wink.
“Ah, I see. Well, shall I retrieve your coffee?”
“I think I’ll just have some with breakfast. But thank you, Runa. Maybe later in the day, we can sit down and get to know each other better?”
“Ah, while we prepare you for dinner, we can speak then.”
“Okay, sounds great. Thank you.”
Runa nods and leaves the room, only for the door to open again and for Keller to slip in. He’s wearing a black suit, white button-up shirt, and black tie. His hair is styled, his face freshly shaven, and I can smell his delicious cologne from where I sit on my bed. There’s a binder in his hand, and his eyes go dark when he looks up at me and sees me in my bed.
“Good morning,” I say as I stretch my arms above my head, allowing the blanket to slip down to my waist. His eyes roam my chest. I move the blankets from me and hop out of bed. Walking up to him, I wrap his tie around my hand and say, “You left me this morning.” I peck him on the jaw.
“I didn’t want to startle Runa.” His hand lands on my side. “But it seems you might’ve given her a show?” His mouth lowers to my neck, where he trails kisses.
“Mmm, I did.” I grip him tightly. “But I wish you were the one who found me in bed, naked, instead of her.”
His palm lowers to my ass, which he gives a good squeeze. “Fuck, you’re so warm.”
“And you look incredibly hot in this suit,” I whisper as I kiss his throat. “But I must shower. Care to join me?”
“I’m already dressed for the day.”
“That’s the great thing about clothes,” I say as I pull him toward the bathroom by his tie. “You can take them off and put them back on.”
“Lilly,” he groans. “I shouldn’t even be in here. I thought you were dressed when Runa told me to come in.”
“Runa blasted my retinas by flipping open the curtains like a mad woman. I was still dreaming about you.”
“Dreaming about me?” he asks as I move to the shower and turn it on. “What kind of dream?”
“Oh, you know, the sexual kind,” I say as I go to the sink and brush my teeth. Keller leans against the wall, his eyes never straying from me.
“Yeah? What was I doing to you?”
I spit into the sink and rinse my mouth before heading to the shower. “You were fucking me in the shower.”
“Liar,” he says. “You’re just saying that to entice me.”
“Is it working?”
“No,” he answers, even though I know he’s lying. He’s already set down his folder and removed his suit jacket while loosening his tie.
