of her toiletries were there, her toothbrush and electric razor. Swiftly walking, nearly running back into the great room, Amanda drew back the curtains and saw a very large terrace with a view of the river. She knew this layout and she knew this view—it was the River House.
Amanda walked down the hallway to Vince’s home office. Alex was there lying on the leather couch watching ESPN. He was either Vince’s personal bodyguard or right-hand guy, Amanda couldn’t quite figure out what exactly his job title was, but she suspected Vince was a lot more than just a successful businessman. Alex was a nice guy, a retired US Army Ranger, early-thirties, dark brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes that were thickly lashed. He was, as you can imagine, in top physical condition. He wasn’t one of those meathead guys with tons of tattoos and biceps that could strangle a small child, rather Alex was muscular but with a trim build.
Knock…knock.
Alex quickly sat up and straightened his shirt and tie. Clearing his throat he said, “Miss Amanda, how are you feeling?”
“Hi Alex, I feel much better than I did earlier,” she said while leaning against the doorframe.
“What happened to me Alex?”
Alex explained to Amanda that she had a nasty case of food poisoning. He told her that he found her curled up on the bathroom floor just after one in the afternoon. When he noticed her temperature had spiked, he immediately called Dr. Sherman. Dr. Sherman had to administer two bags of saline, because she was so dehydrated. Amanda didn’t know who Dr. Sherman was, but she was going to be sure to thank her for her improved physical state.
“Do you need anything? Are you hungry?”
“I think I could handle some chicken soup or light broth.”
Alex stood up grabbed his phone off the coffee table and said, “I’ll see if Vince’s housekeeper, Mrs. Young stocked the pantry with any soup or broth. I am pretty sure there are a few cans in there.”
Walking down the long corridor Amanda still felt shaky, desperately hoping she would not be sick again.
“Miss Amanda, I am sure you have figured it out by now, but Vince asked us to move you out of your condo. Your roommate, Daniel was given the remainder of your half of the rent through the end of the year. I think you should call him because he was very confused as to what was happening.”
A ghost of a smile crossed her face. Amanda could only imagine what Daniel was thinking. She had only informed him about Vince and the fact they had been dating for a short time just last week. Daniel’s head must have spun around like Linda Blair’s in The Exorcist . No matter, Amanda was relieved to be out of the condo with Daniel.
“Okay yeah, that is good idea.” She paused for a moment, “Alex, can you do me a favor?”
The light flipped on in the pantry and Alex began moving things around, when he looked back and said, “Sure anything, Miss Amanda.”
“Can you just call me Amanda, please?”
“I can absolutely do that,” he said looking at her and smiling. “Hey! I found some chicken broth and saltine crackers.” He was holding them up in her direction. She nodded and took a seat at the breakfast bar.
“I cannot believe I got food poisoning. That is totally embarrassing. Did I throw up a lot in front of Vince?”
“Not in front of Vince, just me,” he said winking at her.
“Oh God, I am so sorry,” she said burying her face in her hands. “I’m so completely embarrassed.”
Grabbing the can opener and the sauce pan he looked at Amanda and said, “I’m not sure if you know this about me, but I have seen far worse in combat.”
“Yes, I suppose that is true.”
Amanda propped her arm up on the bar and rested her chin in her right hand. She watched Alex carefully pouring the broth into the saucepan and then stirring it. He took a glass from the cupboard on the left side of the refrigerator and
Amanda walked down the hallway to Vince’s home office. Alex was there lying on the leather couch watching ESPN. He was either Vince’s personal bodyguard or right-hand guy, Amanda couldn’t quite figure out what exactly his job title was, but she suspected Vince was a lot more than just a successful businessman. Alex was a nice guy, a retired US Army Ranger, early-thirties, dark brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes that were thickly lashed. He was, as you can imagine, in top physical condition. He wasn’t one of those meathead guys with tons of tattoos and biceps that could strangle a small child, rather Alex was muscular but with a trim build.
Knock…knock.
Alex quickly sat up and straightened his shirt and tie. Clearing his throat he said, “Miss Amanda, how are you feeling?”
“Hi Alex, I feel much better than I did earlier,” she said while leaning against the doorframe.
“What happened to me Alex?”
Alex explained to Amanda that she had a nasty case of food poisoning. He told her that he found her curled up on the bathroom floor just after one in the afternoon. When he noticed her temperature had spiked, he immediately called Dr. Sherman. Dr. Sherman had to administer two bags of saline, because she was so dehydrated. Amanda didn’t know who Dr. Sherman was, but she was going to be sure to thank her for her improved physical state.
“Do you need anything? Are you hungry?”
“I think I could handle some chicken soup or light broth.”
Alex stood up grabbed his phone off the coffee table and said, “I’ll see if Vince’s housekeeper, Mrs. Young stocked the pantry with any soup or broth. I am pretty sure there are a few cans in there.”
Walking down the long corridor Amanda still felt shaky, desperately hoping she would not be sick again.
“Miss Amanda, I am sure you have figured it out by now, but Vince asked us to move you out of your condo. Your roommate, Daniel was given the remainder of your half of the rent through the end of the year. I think you should call him because he was very confused as to what was happening.”
A ghost of a smile crossed her face. Amanda could only imagine what Daniel was thinking. She had only informed him about Vince and the fact they had been dating for a short time just last week. Daniel’s head must have spun around like Linda Blair’s in The Exorcist . No matter, Amanda was relieved to be out of the condo with Daniel.
“Okay yeah, that is good idea.” She paused for a moment, “Alex, can you do me a favor?”
The light flipped on in the pantry and Alex began moving things around, when he looked back and said, “Sure anything, Miss Amanda.”
“Can you just call me Amanda, please?”
“I can absolutely do that,” he said looking at her and smiling. “Hey! I found some chicken broth and saltine crackers.” He was holding them up in her direction. She nodded and took a seat at the breakfast bar.
“I cannot believe I got food poisoning. That is totally embarrassing. Did I throw up a lot in front of Vince?”
“Not in front of Vince, just me,” he said winking at her.
“Oh God, I am so sorry,” she said burying her face in her hands. “I’m so completely embarrassed.”
Grabbing the can opener and the sauce pan he looked at Amanda and said, “I’m not sure if you know this about me, but I have seen far worse in combat.”
“Yes, I suppose that is true.”
Amanda propped her arm up on the bar and rested her chin in her right hand. She watched Alex carefully pouring the broth into the saucepan and then stirring it. He took a glass from the cupboard on the left side of the refrigerator and
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