Eternal Flame (Eternal Flame #1) (21 page)

Sighing, Kristen glanced over at the breakfast table and saw a plate sitting on it with a napkin on top. Curious, she walked over to it and lifted the napkin. Beneath it was a homemade omelet. She lifted the top layer and peeked inside at the ingredients. It was all veggies and American Cheese.

“Awwww,” she sighed.

Tears welled up in the corner of her eyes and she slowly wiped them away. This man couldn’t be any more perfect. He had washed and pressed her tube dress, laid her out a fresh toothbrush, rag, and towel, made coffee, and he had made her breakfast? She guessed last night had meant something to him, even if it wasn’t on the same level as her feelings. Her heart swelled with even more love for him. She liked vegetables okay; she was more of a meat eater but it was fine. The omelet was overstuffed and falling apart but she appreciated his effort. It made her happy he had taken the time to do all of that before he left. But where was he?

She glanced over at her phone and thought about calling him again but shot the idea down. She needed to get to Joy and talk to her fast. She walked over to her phone, opened Google, and contacted the local Uber service. They gave her a fifteen minute window.

Kristen located a roll of aluminum foil in the pantry, covered her plate, grabbed her mug and purse, and headed for the door. She helplessly looked around, trying to figure out what to do about the door. Roman had an alarm system but of course she didn’t know what the code was. She decided to lock the bottom lock. This was a heavily secured and monitored building so she was sure no one would try to break in. If they tried they wouldn’t be in there long before the cops were called.

Closing the front door, she twisted the lock, shook it a few times, and pushed her body against the door to make sure it was secure. Satisfied, she walked down the long hallway to the elevator with wicked thoughts of a beautiful man with a golden voice, an enigmatic but conflicted personality, magnetic hands, and an awesome dick bringing a fit of giggles to her lips. And to think she hadn’t been looking forward to coming to Boston. 

To be continued…