Taking Back Control

Chapter 65 Massages and Lunches

Chapter 65 Massages and Lunch

Tristan was already home by the time Rory arrived at seven o'clock. "Babe?" he said, walking down the stairs from the loft. "Did you eat? I ordered from the Black Bamboo. It should be here shortly." He met her at the bottom of the stairs and wrapped his arms around her. She rested her head on his chest and inhaled his scent. "I could stay right here in your arms," Rory replied, looking up at him. He bent down and kissed her.

"Come on. Let's sit down and I will rub your feet and you can tell me what happened,"

He led Rory to the coach and turned on the gas fireplace. Sitting beside her, he put her feet on his lap and began to rub them. Rory leaned back into the pillows and moaned. "That feels so good, I've been on them all day."

"So what is happening with Jess's book?"

"I'm not sure. Jess met with the lawyers, while I was upstairs meeting the designer for my office. Then we had a lunch meeting with Eric and my dad that lasted all afternoon."

"Why are you so late?" he asked as he dug his knuckles into the arch of her left foot. Rory closed her eyes and sighed. "I had planned to be here around four thirty, but my grandmother called. My mom was there, and they wanted me to help them pick out dresses for the next night's gala." She rolled her eyes, and he laughed.

"Was that all they wanted?"

"Of course not. They wanted to know our plans for tomorrow, how we were getting there, what I was wearing, etc. Mom and Grandma were very annoyed that I was going to go with Louise and Paris tomorrow to the spa before we went to the gala."

"Come here," he said, pulling her on his lap.

"But that's not what's bothering you, is it?'

"No, as I was driving home, Eric called. He is calling Sebastion Warner to set up a meeting with him and he wants me to be there."

"Okay, when is it?"

"I'm not sure yet. Then there is the issue with Jess's company. We spent two hours on the phone with Chris, Jess's partner at Truncheon Books. They are having a meeting on Monday with a company called H&H. I have a funny feeling about this company."

"Why is that?"

Rory sat up and shook her head. "I'm not sure, but I remember hearing about it when I lived in London."

Tristan's phone buzzed. He pulled it from his pocket and looked at the message.

"Dinner has arrived. Let me go and get it and you go and pour some wine. Then when we finish dinner you can go take a long soak in the tub."

Rory kissed him on the lips. "Have I told you that you are a keeper?"

Tristan wiggled his eyebrows and said, "No, but you're not going anywhere, now that I found you."

They kissed again, and Tristan left to pick up the food, waiting for them in the lobby.

******

Logan sat in the limousine and watched Bobbi wheel her suitcase towards the car. The driver got out, took her suitcase, and opened the door. Bobbi climbed inside the car and was surprised to see Logan sitting there.

"Oh, I wasn't expecting you to be in the car?"

Logan relaxed in the soft leather seat and admired Bobbi's curvy figure. Bobbi slipped out of her wool cape, which she wore over her black yoga pants and long black cardigan.

"Bobbi," he said, admiring the way the white halter top revealed her nipples. He leaned forward in his seat and poured a glass of Cristal Champagne in a glass for her and himself. Logan handed her the glass, smiling, and their eyes met. "You look beautiful as usual."