My Love Or Job

we come across them. Beyond the fountain, there was a zero-edge infinity pool that made me long to get wet. Well-manicured terrace lawns stretched out from the pool, leading up to extensive d

ivate pool that was a reflect

at I didn’t notice when she walked up to me. The woman was dressed in a livery, so I could tell she was a housekeeper. She t

g room and dining room extended from the foyer and a spiral staircase stretched to the second floor. I was fully aware that I w

for a half-recluse like myself, this seclusion appealed to me. When the housekeeper got to the top

standing out of the way for me. She was a petite

e other stude

re at the moment. We are

d its view of the bay had to be the best the Snow House could offer. I couldn’t w

t of my daydream. Reeves had rolled my trolley bag in. He dropped my backpack on t

d on me. I was sure I looked stupid with the satisfied smile

ing,” my words broke out

dinner with you tonight,”

sn’t sure I’d h

f the interns, s

apping my thigh as I did so. “

tone. She didn’t find my antics funny. Without another word, the housekeeper tur

my hands and feet about like an excited starfish. I was