Lee McGregor is an interior designer who needs to start over somewhere new. An unknown place where her people won't find her quickly. She decided to start her own business and a small cafe as a hobby. Less does she know that she will face some chall...
"Why did you bought me clothes? Where are we going? And what happened of 'I must be professional'?" I stand there with all the bags in my hands plus mine. Facing my worst enemy now. He stands there freshly dressed in a chino, with a navy shirt, a neat jacket with a scarf talking to Connor.
Yes I know, not nice to say. He is hurt and didn't mean anything, but I'm also hurt. My heart is also broken. So forgive me for being selfish.
Before I could say anything he chips in. "I told Mack to go and buy you some clothes and PJs because it was obvious that you don't have any PJs and the other clothes are there just so that it won't be weird if you only receive PJs from me. Also, I don't want to sleep with you and sorry for the misunderstanding, but no thank you. Oh, and by the way, I believe that you will stay professional. If you have any more questions save it for later, but for now hush, because we have a flight to catch. "
"Excuse me for bursting your bubble, but why on earth would I want to sleep with you, ugh and you have an ego that is getting in the way! Also what flight are you talking about? I don't have my passport nearby." He laughed at me and he shook his head. "I had help from your friends. We are leaving in my private jet in 15 minutes. I give you 10 minutes to go and get dressed properly." Why on earth would Nikki give my passport to that jerk, without me knowing or giving any permission? She doesn't know what she led me in here.
I went to the bathroom of the lobby and get dressed in a nice knee-length dress.
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I must say Mack has a taste in women's clothes really or wait a minute didn't Nikki helped him here also, because how did he knew what size I'm wearing? On that note, I took my phone out of my handbag and dials her number.
"Hello?" she asked in confusion. "It's me Lee dummy! How dare you give my passport to Mr. Wilson without my permission or went shopping with his chauffeur?"I used a sarcastic tone when I mentioned chauffeur. Her response was laughing at me, just for asking.
"Just go and enjoy your trip okay, you will thank me later, bye now. Love you!" before I could say anything she ended the call. As I was walking out of the bathroom Mr. Wilson starts shouting at me again. "YOU ARE HOLDING US BACK. PUT AWAY YOUR CELLPHONE AND LET US GO!!"
