THE PERSONAL ASSISTANT# BILLIONAIRE WIVES 2

CHAPTER EIGHT :SPAIN PART TWO

Pic of the villa......
Morgan's POV.....

We had been in the air for two hours now, and Lizzie and Meg had fallen asleep, Meg in her arms. I smiled at the view of them sleeping peaceful, looking like mother and daughter. It made my heart ache seeing Meg clinging on to Lizzie like she was scared she would disappear when she woke up. Poppy's death had really affected her and although we had made progress the past few months, we still had a long way to go.

When I had brought her back with me from Auckland, she had been so shaken that I didn't have a clue what to do. I had been so distressed at becoming a single dad almost instantly that I didn't think how all these had affected her. Luckily, Winnie and Wilson were there to help me with her there as we stayed for three more days to make arrangements of Poppy's funeral. I had decided that I was to take the body back with me and with my grandmother's permission to bury her in our farm next to grandpa. I knew that it was best for her grave to be close to where Meg was going to live the rest of her life, where when she was old enough she could visit her grave whenever she wanted.

Once that had been sorted, we flew back to Australia, with the body. I called Arthur before hand and told him the news, to which he was obviously devasted and most importantly shocked that Poppy had left behind a kid, that he didn't know and I was again disappointed that Poppy hid such a huge part of her life.
Arthur had flown in a day before the burial, bringing with him gifts to spoil his newly found niece. When he saw her for the first time ever, he nearly cried and I'm assuming it's because she looked so much like his sister.
The whole time he kept saying what a bad brother he had been and how he wished he had had more time with Poppy. But I told him instead of feeling sorry for himself he could make up for it by being a part of Megan's life. Something he readily agreed to. As we speak, he was finalizing his work so he could move permanently to Australia but would be going back to check up on the reserves from time to time.

I took a photo of the sleeping pair, smiling at how cute they looked. They already had a bond which was shocking considering how Meg wasn't the most social child. This just made me want Elise even more.
She was a natural. And I wondered if it was because she had siblings. The night we hooked up, I can barely remember the conversation we had. And these last few months have not been exactly the best to get to know her. I was hoping that this trip to Spain would be a great way to get to know her and make her relax around me. Then maybe I can make my move on her.

After putting the picture as my Screensaver, I moved towards them and shook Elise slowly. She stirred a bit, her arms tightening slightly around Meg then she released her grip slightly, her eyes slowly opening.
"Hi. Sorry, we must have fallen asleep." she said apologizing, as she pulled Meg slightly up her arms, still holding her as she sat up. Meg moved around for a bit but went back to sleep.
"It's no problem. You were obviously tired. I don't blame you." I replied with a smile.
"Was I out for long?" she asked.
"Nope just two hours. I was working and I didn't se you guys fall asleep. I only woke you up so you can go to the bed room and sleep there. It's much more comfy." I replied.
"Oh... Why didn't you wake me to help you?" she asked.
"It wasn't something I couldn't handle. I promise. Now let me help you with Meg cause I'm sure she's heavy." I told her moving to take Meg who clutched even tighter on her.
"Oh I can lift her. She's not that heavy. Besides, haven't you ever learnt that girls don't like being called fat?" she teased with a smirk.
"Oh you know I didn't mean that. Plus she's too young to let those insecurities into her head." I replied.
She stood up effortlessly with Meg in her arms waiting for me to show her the way.
"Oh of course. Let me lead the way. You can even freshen up cause we will be in the air for close to a day." I told her, helping her carry her purse and phone and Megan's tablet.
"Thank you. That's very kind of you." she replied politely throwing a smile my way and that was one of the few times she's ever genuinely smiled at me. I was dazzled by how beautiful she looked and was lost in my world for a second before I shook my head getting back to reality.
" Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah. I'm just as exhausted it seems." I replied with a smile to ease her suspicion.
"oh then you can go sleep ill stay here." she suggested.
"Don't be silly. I'm sure I just need to unwind. You guys go." I told her ushering them into the bedroom which had a huge king sized bed in the center where she placed Meg, shielding her with pillows around her so she wouldn't roll over.

"well just shout my name if you need anything. The bathroom is that way..it has all you might need."I told her pointing towarfs the bathroom door then left her to her get comfortable

I went back to the minibar, and poured myself a glass of scotch before I moved back to the seats with the bottle in my hand.
I used to indulge in alcohol alot before Meg came into my life. Now as a single dad, I had stopped going out as much and reduced drinking to special occasions, which was rare. And at home I rarely drank unless Meg was with Winnie and Wilson or with my Nana.

Today however, I needed to relax before my body took over and I joined Elise in the bedroom or bathroom which I knew she was taking advantage of.

I was on my second glass when Elise walked out from the bedroom, looking fresh but she had on the same clothes she had worn. She came and took a seat opposite me, crossing her legs.
"well that was refreshing." She said.
"I figured. Want something to eat?" I asked before taking a sip of my glass.
"Not hungry at the moment. Maybe I'll eat when Meg is awake." she replied with a smile my way.
"Well what about a drink?" I asked.
"Well if my boss doesn't mind me drinking of course." she teased.
"You are off the clock... I'm sure he won't mind." I replied with a smirk as I got up to get her a drink.
"Well in that case, I'll just have the same." She replied.

After I had handed her the drink we sat in comfortable silence for a bit then she asked the dreaded question.
"So why didn't you tell me you were a dad that night?" she asked reffering to our night of passion
I thought about lying to her but then, my feelings for her couldn't allow it. If I wanted us to start over, I had to be honest.
"I wasn't. I got Meg a few months ago. She was my cousin's child but she died in a tragic accident that she and Meg were involved in while they were in New Zealand. She had named me the guardian in case anything happened...." I explained.
"I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sure it's not been easy transitioning your life to accommodate her." she said a bit remorseful.
"Not really. If anything, Meg has been a welcomed blessing in my life and those around us. I just wish I knew her before the accident." I replied before taking a sip of my drink.
"Wait you didn't know her before?" she asked.
"No. Poppy had never mentioned that she and her boyfriend had fathered a child. I'm still trying to understand why she did that though." I replied my thoughts going back to when we would talk with Poppy if she had ever mentioned Meg or any indication that she had a child. My mind came back blank.
" Too bad she isn't here to answer. Meg is a sweet child though. Traumatized but sweet. ".
" I'm surprised that she even took a liking to you. She isn't the most social child."
"Have you considered therapy?" she asked.
"she's too young for therapy. Right now we are just trying to make life as normal for her as we could. Maybe when she's ready and grown she can seek it but for now I'm not for it." I replied honestly.
"Well, for as long as I'm around, anytime you need help, you can ask me to help out. If you want that it." she replied with a sincere smile, one that shone all the way to my soul and I was mesmerized by this African beauty once again. Resisting her was going to be an issue if I had any intentions of pursuing her without giving in to temptation.