Free Surreptitious (London) by Danielle Breeze Page B

to use my intruder alarm which made me laugh out loud. I still didn’t use it, more for the fact that I was interested to see what he would come up with next. So when I arrived home the next day to find he hadn’t left me anything during the day I couldn’t help the pang of disappointment I felt in my heart. I went to bed that night feeling slightly lost because I realised he was right before. Without his gifts and our phone call, I didn’t smile. Not once.
    However, when I woke up the next morning and heard my front door click shut, I shot up in bed and raced to the window. Should I have been worried that my front door had been opened when I was asleep? Of course! Was I? Not even a little bit! I watched as Jax exited the building and ran across to his car, however when he peeked up at my window and our eyes connected, he froze for a second before turning his head and placing a hand over his eyes as if that would hide him so I couldn’t see him. I laughed and shook my head at him, stealth clearly not being his strong point!
    I threw on some joggers and a vest top and walked out to the lounge and giggled when I seen that he’d made me a full-English breakfast, placed it on a tray and covered it with a cloche to keep it warm (I didn’t even know that people still used those!).  There was a glass of orange juice on the tray next to the plate and I frowned as I tried to picture him driving over her without spilling any.
    The gifts kept arriving after that and every one made me laugh. On the Friday I walked in to find there was nothing but a piece of paper on the table, since there was nothing else to do, and certainly not because I was desperate to see what was on it...obviously. I walked, well, I jogged...no...ok ok...I launched myself across the room to snatch it off the table and giggled at his note. Crazy man.
     
    Miss Corsi,
    Your car will be arriving at Riverview apartments at 10pm,
    the driver is yours for the evening however,
    your presence is requested at Blaze by 11pm latest
    and I will not be taking no for an answer!
    See you later beautifu l 
    Jax xx
     
     
    I phoned Jase who ‘whooped’ down the line at me and we spent five minutes jabbering about flashy men sending flashy cars before we hung up and I went to get ready. There was no point phoning Harp as I knew Jase would deal with it anyway.
     
    I styled my hair in loose curls hanging down my back and added diamond hoops to my ears before spritzing myself with perfume and pulling out the first outfit I could find. I wore black shorts, black tights and a red halter neck top. It wasn’t too dressy, but looked like I’d at least made a bit of an effort. I added paintent red, devil-style fuck-me heels and was ready and waiting outside to meet the guys before the car came. I heard them before I seen them, but when they reached me, no one spoke, everyone was watching the road to see what car Jax had sent.
     
    At ten past ten, we were still waiting and I was tempted to phone Jax when I heard...
     
    “Corsi?” I looked to the road at the taxi that had been sitting there for fifteen minutes to see the driver was hanging out the window. He raised his chin at me and sort of repeated... “Taylor Corsi? You her?” My mouth dropped open and I howled with laughter while Harp and Jase chuckled beside me. Crazy, crazy man!!
     
    He sends me a note telling me he’s booked us a ‘car’...and that car turns out to be a fucking taxi!! What the hell?! Still laughing, we jumped in the taxi and the driver shuffled nervously before saying...
     
    “Uh, this taxi is booked and paid for, for a few hours, did you wanna go somewhere special or just drive around for a while?” We all glanced at each other before burst out laughing all over again! Who books and pays for a taxi to drive around the city they live in for a few hours?! Did I say he was crazy? We just told the taxi driver to take us straight to Blaze. It wasn’t our fault Jax had wasted his money.
     
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