live
up that turning there," I stated pointing over my shoulder.
"Okay but there's somewhere I need to take you first."
"Should I be worried?"
"Worried?" he drew his brows and glanced in my direction.
"It's midnight and you're practically a stranger. Don't you remember that Mitchell
told you to look after me?"
James smiled, "No Duke told me to not do anything that you didn't want me
to. They are two completely different things."
Okay, well James certainly had banter and I could do with some cheering up this
evening. "Well how can I agree to something when I don't know what it is
you're planning?"
"That's true." He indicated and pulled into a McDonalds drive
through. "I want you to have some food before I take you home."
"Do I get a say in this?"
"No!"
"Oh domineering James." I stated raising my brows.
"I can be in the right circumstances but I'll tell you what, I'll allow
you to select your own food this time." I giggled like a fucking school
girl at his comment and tried to stop myself but he had the ability to make me
laugh from the simplest of conversations.
"You're too kind."
He pulled up at the first window, a young boy of around seventeen stuck his
head out, "Welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please."
"You certainly can, could I have a large coffee and..." James turned
his head in my direction.
"Can I have a tea?" James raised his brows expectantly, "And a
hamburger?"
James turned towards the young boy, "Did you get that?" he asked and
I could hear the angst in his voice.
"Yes sir. That will be £3.47." James passed him a note from his
wallet and waited for his change. "Please drive around to the next window."
The young boy stated as he handed James his change.
James closed the window slightly and drove around the building to the next
window in silence.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You've gone quiet."
"I'm fine babe." James placed his hand on mine and gave it a quick
squeeze before removing it just as quickly so that he could take our order from
a young woman at the window.
"Give it here." I took the bag and the drinks from James and rested
them on my lap as James drove carefully around the car park looking for a
suitable place to park. There were two spaces together under a low hanging tree
and James selected to park there as it was out of the way of a group of boy
racers in their souped up cars further in the car park.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
I held up my drink and burger, "My breakfast, lunch and dinner."
"I'm not going to give you a lecture but you must eat regularly. That's
all I'm saying on the matter, you're a big girl and will make your own
decisions."
"Ain't that the truth!" I said throwing his earlier words back at him
and he smirked understanding my gesture.
"So how come you were called to the clubhouse? I'm assuming it was to help
your dad out with Harlow." I asked unwrapping my burger.
James nodded as he removed the lid from his coffee and stirred it with the
wooden spoon. "He needed an x-ray machine to reset Harlow's arm before I
put it in a cast."
"Ethan said she'll need to wear it for 6-8 weeks, is that right?"
James nodded, "Yeah she was in a pretty bad way but what I hear from the
group is that she's a tough cookie."
"She is, I suppose any woman involved in the club needs to be."
"So how involved are you in the club?"
"Not so much these days. I mean I work for them as I'm the manager of the
cafe on the high street which they own but that's as far as it goes."
"And are you a tough cookie?"
There was a long silence while I contemplated my answer. "Yeah I suppose I
am, again I've had to be but that's another long story."
"I'm all ears!"
I raised my brows, "We'd be here until morning."
"I get it, well just remember that I'm a good listener should you wish to
tell me your long stories."
I sniggered, "I'll keep that in mind."
We were silent for a while as I continued to eat my burger
and I felt comfortable in his presence.
"So please tell me a little more about yourself James."
"Not much to tell.
up that turning there," I stated pointing over my shoulder.
"Okay but there's somewhere I need to take you first."
"Should I be worried?"
"Worried?" he drew his brows and glanced in my direction.
"It's midnight and you're practically a stranger. Don't you remember that Mitchell
told you to look after me?"
James smiled, "No Duke told me to not do anything that you didn't want me
to. They are two completely different things."
Okay, well James certainly had banter and I could do with some cheering up this
evening. "Well how can I agree to something when I don't know what it is
you're planning?"
"That's true." He indicated and pulled into a McDonalds drive
through. "I want you to have some food before I take you home."
"Do I get a say in this?"
"No!"
"Oh domineering James." I stated raising my brows.
"I can be in the right circumstances but I'll tell you what, I'll allow
you to select your own food this time." I giggled like a fucking school
girl at his comment and tried to stop myself but he had the ability to make me
laugh from the simplest of conversations.
"You're too kind."
He pulled up at the first window, a young boy of around seventeen stuck his
head out, "Welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please."
"You certainly can, could I have a large coffee and..." James turned
his head in my direction.
"Can I have a tea?" James raised his brows expectantly, "And a
hamburger?"
James turned towards the young boy, "Did you get that?" he asked and
I could hear the angst in his voice.
"Yes sir. That will be £3.47." James passed him a note from his
wallet and waited for his change. "Please drive around to the next window."
The young boy stated as he handed James his change.
James closed the window slightly and drove around the building to the next
window in silence.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You've gone quiet."
"I'm fine babe." James placed his hand on mine and gave it a quick
squeeze before removing it just as quickly so that he could take our order from
a young woman at the window.
"Give it here." I took the bag and the drinks from James and rested
them on my lap as James drove carefully around the car park looking for a
suitable place to park. There were two spaces together under a low hanging tree
and James selected to park there as it was out of the way of a group of boy
racers in their souped up cars further in the car park.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
I held up my drink and burger, "My breakfast, lunch and dinner."
"I'm not going to give you a lecture but you must eat regularly. That's
all I'm saying on the matter, you're a big girl and will make your own
decisions."
"Ain't that the truth!" I said throwing his earlier words back at him
and he smirked understanding my gesture.
"So how come you were called to the clubhouse? I'm assuming it was to help
your dad out with Harlow." I asked unwrapping my burger.
James nodded as he removed the lid from his coffee and stirred it with the
wooden spoon. "He needed an x-ray machine to reset Harlow's arm before I
put it in a cast."
"Ethan said she'll need to wear it for 6-8 weeks, is that right?"
James nodded, "Yeah she was in a pretty bad way but what I hear from the
group is that she's a tough cookie."
"She is, I suppose any woman involved in the club needs to be."
"So how involved are you in the club?"
"Not so much these days. I mean I work for them as I'm the manager of the
cafe on the high street which they own but that's as far as it goes."
"And are you a tough cookie?"
There was a long silence while I contemplated my answer. "Yeah I suppose I
am, again I've had to be but that's another long story."
"I'm all ears!"
I raised my brows, "We'd be here until morning."
"I get it, well just remember that I'm a good listener should you wish to
tell me your long stories."
I sniggered, "I'll keep that in mind."
We were silent for a while as I continued to eat my burger
and I felt comfortable in his presence.
"So please tell me a little more about yourself James."
"Not much to tell.
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