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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 296

Although Gregory was all about dollars and cents, he booked me a room in the six-star hotel in Vista Town.

I had plans to head back to RiverCity that very night, but Gregory, over the phone, said, “I’ll be heading to RiverCity tomorrow. I can give you a lift.”

“Okay then.”

A ride in a Bentley wasn’t something you turn down.

The next day, I had hoped to sleep in but got rudely awakened by a call.

“Come down.” It was Gregory’s lax voice.

Woken up by him two days in a row, I couldn’t help but feel irritated. “Jesus, did you pull an all-nighter again?”

Gregory faked surprise. “Wow, someone’s grumpy in the morning?”

I took a deep breath, forced it down, and smiled. “Not at all, just worried about you. Mr. Ford, what’s the early morning call for?”

Gregory yawned. “Ramona wants to see you.”

“Huh?” Caught off guard and yawning myself, I crawled out of bed. “Now?”

He suddenly snapped, “What else? You think I have nothing better to do than to wait for you down here because I’ve been secretly in love with you for years?”

“Okay, fifteen minutes.” I quickly washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed my bag, and went downstairs.

There was the Ford family hunk's car, boldly parked under the porte-cochere. He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped, playing with a lighter in his hand, giving off this vibe of defiance.

I jogged over. “Let’s go.”

“Just in time.” He glanced at his watch casually. “Not a second less.”

He was implying I was dawdling.

I raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Take that as a compliment on my punctuality.”

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