He's Captured My Soul (Captured Series Book 3) by Karen Frances Page B

excited.
    “I am as well. The others are coming here, for drinks first.” I tell her. The buzzing of the oven startles me. I move from Alex, and he follows me. I open the oven door, but Alex moves me out the way.
    “I want to do something, I was meant to help make lunch.”
    “Help.” His voice is low and soft against the back of my neck. “Help you say, there’s a salad in the fridge, you can get that. That would help and some bottled water.”
    “Is that really all I can help with?” I ask.
    “Oh, it’s all you can help with just now,” he whispers in my ear, sending shivers all down my spine. He chuckles softly. “I’m sure you can help in so many ways later. But for now, you get the salad and I’ll get the pasta and bread.”
    I let out the breath I was holding and walk away from Alex, shaking my head. For the next two weeks, I’m going to have to get used to not acting on situations like this. Restraint, I will be using a lot of that.
    I sit down with the others as Alex brings over what looks like one of Joan’s homemade lasagna and bread. So much for a quick pasta.
    “This looks lovely, son,” says Sarah.
    “I will admit I can’t take credit for it. Joan had it in the freezer. All I had to do was the salad, everything else I just put in the oven.”
    I knew it.
    “Well, I don’t care who made it, no offence,” Sophie says. “I just want to eat, I’m starving.”
    “What, did my dad not feed you?” I laugh at her.
    “Oh no he wanted to, but I couldn’t face anything then.”
    “Sore head, sis?” Alex teases her.
    “Not as sore as it will be tomorrow,” she tells him bluntly.
    “Sophie . . .”Richards’s voice carries across the table.
    “Libby, I have some news for you.” I stop eating and turn toward Alex. Silently urging him to reveal. “I spoke with your father this morning, about meeting the priest.” I raise my brows silently urging him to continue. “Your mom called back, a short time ago, we have a meeting tomorrow morning at ten.”
    I can only shake my head with a smile in response. Sophie laughs out loud. Sarah smiles and Richard looks on in amusement.
    “Son, you do remember you have a meeting tomorrow afternoon,” says Richard.
    “Yes I will be there. Michael and James are going straight to the casino from the airport.”
    “Alex, have you agreed to the meeting with the priest?” I ask, now thinking I won't be drinking that much. There’s no way I’m going to see the priest with a hangover.
    “Yes,” Is his short answer, as he continues eating.
    “There goes the drunken night I had planned for you Libby,” Sophie says with a hint of sarcasm.
    “Oh, I don’t know. That could be a very interesting meeting with a hangover,” I say as I look at Alex. He shoots me a questioning look. I laugh, as does Sophie.
    The rest of lunch and the afternoon goes well. Alex spends a little, time going over the paper work with Richard, for tomorrow. Sarah potters around in the kitchen, I did offer to help, but she was having none of it. So Sophie and I sit cross-legged, on the couch, talking about things to do whilst she is here. Top of her list is visiting the hotel. She wants to see the attraction for herself. It makes me think I should book a table in the restaurant for everyone.
    I decide to take Sophie to the hotel tomorrow afternoon, whilst Alex is at his meeting. It’s safe to say, I won't run into James then, as he will be with Alex. I ask Sarah if she would like to come with us, and she is more than happy to, saying if we wrap up, we can go for a walk. It sounds like a great idea. I also phone my mum, inviting her. It’s turning into a ladies day out.
    “Libby, I think it’s time we thought about getting ready,” says Sophie. “What time is everyone coming here?”
    “Just after seven.”
    “Well it’s now after five, come on you. Move your ass.”
    “Okay, okay. But first I will go and sort some snacks,” I tell her.
    “Libby, sweetie, there’s no