Amaya Lennard is the daughter of Chef Jocelyn, a live in Chef at Saltburn. The two are extremely close with the family and Amaya has spent her entire life living in the castle with the Cattons, being that her mother has been their Chef for twenty pl...
My tears soon turn into joy and laughter as Farleigh pulls me back inside the house by my hand.
I am so happy to see him, I don't think he quite understands his value to me.
Into the front room lounge, we run into some of the family. Felix and Venetia bicker over the television as siblings do, and Oliver watches in pure amusement and of course adoration for his dream beau, Felix.
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As eyes land on Farleigh and I, the looks we get are suspicious..
Venetia in absolute delight, jumps up from the couch and lets her ciggie burn in the ashtray as she runs to hug tightly unto her cousin.
"Farleigh!" She celebrates. "You little spoiled brat! I've missed you."
"Takes one to know one." Farleigh laughs. "I've missed you more. Still on a diet of ciggies and champagne?"
Venetia chuckles, "just as much as your diet of coke and diet pop."
Farleigh rolls his eyes playfully. "Touché, some things never change."
Waiting for the rest of the room to welcome him home, I take notice to Felix staring at our hands tangled together. His jealousy is prominent, being that it's been weeks since I have spoken to him.
As he stares, my senses somehow pick up on his cologne..
Every morning after a fresh bath, he would spray his cologne in the same places.. a triangle. Right side of his neck, left side of his neck, and the middle of his chest.
It seems that some things really don't change after all..
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I become flustered from just the thought of his self care and godly essence.
My breathing trembles as I try my hardest to not meet his gaze.. Becoming aroused by the second, I grip onto Farleigh's hand tighter and back behind him like a child hiding.
Felix begins to frown even more, feeling that it should be him that protects me and not his cousin.
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