Healing Touch

¤Chapter 31¤

"Do I get my own cars?" She asked him as he drove towards the house.

"For now I'm leaving you with my least favourite car." He smiled at her.

"And that would be?" She asked him.

"My Cadillac." He shrugged.

"How can you not like a Cadillac?" She frowned.

"I never said I don't like it but its my least favourite." He corrected.

"What colour?"

"White."

"Ok at least its not a bad colour." She said.

"Elley what did I say about your feet up on my dashboard?" He growled.

"Don't be such a grouch." She rolled her eyes. "You're just going to get used to my feet being up on the dashboard."

Roman let out a breath and decided to ignore her feet being up on the dashboard. Once they pulled up onto the drive way off her home Eleanor put her feet down looking around.

She got out with him looking at the house. It looked welcoming from where she stood. "Is it furnished?" She asked him as she walking over to the trunk.

"Yes all its missing is your clothes and you." He told her taking out the boxes of handbags and shoes.

Eleanor took the two suitcases out leaving the rest for Roman to come back and fetch. Once he unlocked the door she began to look around at the house. She loved how it looked making her smile.

"I like it." She looked up at him.

"Glad you do." He smiled at her before walking over to the staircas.

They went upstairs and he showed her, her new bedroom. Eleanor immediately began to smile. The room locked comfortable and inviting. It somehow resembled a large luxurious cabin.

"Rose and Maria will be sent here every second day to clean around." He told her. "And before you say anything I wasn't asking you I was informing you."

She kissed her teeth before walking away into her the closet. "Ok you can go get the rest of my stuff in the trunk." She told him as he placed the boxes down.

He nodded. "And before you ask, the house has food."

She grinned at him in which he returned with a wink before walking out.

Eleanor was glad that she had packed her clothes the way she found them in the closet into her bag and as for her gowns/ dresses, Roman was going to bring them up. When Roman had gotten upstairs she was already packing her undergarments and the first suitcase.

"Just hang the dresses and gowns." She told him.

He nodded and got to it. In fifteen minute they had finished packing the clothes and now were placing the shoes with their matching pair.

"So any luck finding The Scorpions?" She asked him.

"I don't ask about your work so don't fucking ask about mine." He growled.

"Sheesh, don't need to be so snappy about it." She eyed him. "I was just asking." She said before paying attention to organising the shoes.

"Why are you asking?" He asked her. "It has nothing to do with you whatsoever."

"Because I care Roman." She faced him. She let out a breath looking down at her hands. "Is that such a bad thing? I mean everybody needs somebody to care for them,...even you." She whispered the last part.

Roman huffed placing his hands on her shoulders then rubbing down on her arms as she looked up at him. "No," he shook his head. "No, it's not a bad thing for you to care."