Eleanor turned over and blinked awake. She had fallen asleep, she was covered with a soft throw blanket and lay on the sofa. The sun shone in her eyes and she basked in its warmth. The smell of freshly baked croissants filled the air. And a hint of Earl grey tea was detected. She smiled and sat up on the couch. Her hair was a mess of curls, she quickly brushed it down with her fingers and stood up. She stretched and made her way into the kitchen. She smiled over to Christiano who was standing over a hot tray of croissants. "Smells heavenly, I just love a warm croissant. To top it all off a piping hot cup of Earl grey is just the right way to start the day. I'm surprised to see you here, I thought such a busy man as yourself, you'd have to rush off to work." She said waltzing behind him and wrapping her arms around his middle. She gave a gentle squeeze and let her arms rest there.
Placing the tray of croissants on the counter, warm arms wrap around him. "Good morning Sleeping Beauty." He chuckles to himself "I am glade you thought so." Pulling away from her he pulls down two tea cups and matching plates and sets it down on the table. "Normally yes, I would be two busy to be here however due to last nights events I had taken the day off. I assumed I wouldn't get home until late." He explains placing a croissant on a plate handing it to her with a cup of freshly poured tea. Cristiano takes a seat next to her on the bar. "Feeling better?" He asks with a kind smile "I'm sorry for what my brother has done." The male frowns "He has manged to brainwash or manipulate your friend. I do not believe Addison as the type to run off with the cartel." Reaching over he pushes some of her hair behind her ear with a gentle smile. "She will come back to you. How could she not? Your an amazing young woman."
Eleanor looked down at her plate and tea. She thought of how good Addisons croissants would be right now. She felt a tear slip down her cheek and she wiped it away. After all, Cristiano is right, Addison wasnt just that type of person to run away with the kingpin. Or was she. Eleanor would never know now.
Cristiano smiles at her sweetly. "I dont have much on today's agenda, so we can do what ever. But what ever it is we decide to do let's make sure its about getting to know each other." He explains before sipping on the O.J he had poured himself moments ago. However when Cristiano's phone goes off he excuses himself for a moment and steps out onto the balcony to take the call. "What?! No! Why is she's here....ugh fine." He ends the call and let's out a sigh before walking back in.
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Queens of Night
ChickLitEleanor Alice Dorset, a southern Belle, trouble making, preachers daughter from small town Clayton Georgia, and Addison Michelle Roswell have been friends for years, 17 Years to be exact. They grew up together and when Addison was 8 her father wa...