The house chef, Phaidra has been busy making the biggest breakfast. She has done this every morning since we arrived in Greece. The studio rented a giant house on the seawall when Brad and I agreed to share space. Each of the six bedrooms has its private terrace and bathroom, larger than the average European property. Each bedroom is large enough for a king-size bed, walk-in closet, and full bathroom.
The main terrace of the house has a large infinity pool and hot tub with endless views of the Ionian Sea. A dozen lounge chairs line the edges of the pool and most nights, we sleep there. Towards the house is the covered veranda with a TV, fireplace, fans, and extra soft indoor/outdoor wicker furniture. This is where all of us spend most of our free time in the house after a day of filming.
When I walk into the kitchen, Phaidra looks up from the stove to greet me with morning wishes.
"This looks so good." I smile at her while grabbing a plate.
Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I scoop two huge spoonfuls of scrambled eggs and pick four slices of bacon, two slices of toast, and a large mountain of fruit. I grab the largest glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and carefully balance my way out to the large dining table on the terrace.
Aaron and his wife, Kate are already outside eating. I overhear them talking about their day and what they still need to buy or see before they leave the island.
"Good morning, Avery." Kate smiles when I sit down at the opposite end of the table.
"Morning." I smile back at her.
"How did you sleep?" Aaron asks over his coffee mug. I watch his wife roll her eyes at him.
She doesn't care for me, and I know that Aaron's job causes tension in their marriage because he is always with me, but I tell myself that I can't feel bad about him accepting the job knowing this was the life.
Nodding, I smile at my bodyguard. "Very well. Thanks for asking."
I dig my spoon into the eggs and shove them into my mouth. My stomach goes crazy and demands more. I'm so hungry this morning.
"GOOD MORNING KIDS!" Brad's deep voice booms behind us.
My stomach is flipping with excitement and this time it's not for eggs.
Kate blushes at the end of the table and her husband laughs at her reaction to Brad. She tells Brad good morning with evident lust in her voice. I know he is her only bright spot these last six months, who wouldn't be happy sharing a house with hunky, heartthrob, Brad Mosher?
He stands in front of me, and I glance at him, he is looking rather dreamy this morning. His blond hair is tousled like he just had a fantastic night rolling around with a gorgeous gal. My lips tingle with just the thought of the bathroom workout this morning.
Brad didn't bother shaving the stubble off his face, he knew they would do that in makeup. It only adds to his beauty. His damn adorable blue eyes are staring at me, and it is a look I know very well.
I'm melting where I sit.
The man oozed sex and everything about him made panties wet and wild. He is sexy, charming, and knows how to work a room. Women dreamed of waking up next to this handsome chuck of man meat. I was lucky enough to be that person for the last few months.
"So, are you ready for our last day?" He asks kissing my cheek before sitting next to me.
As far as we knew, no one in the house knew our secret. We have been careful around the other house guests to maintain that we just had a friendship and nothing more. Every morning, we pretend like it's the first time we've seen each other for the day.
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