Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“He’s going to chase you Lill’s.” She says with a grin.
"Well he'll just have to keep running then. He'll get bored eventually." I shrug.
"Really. And you won't be lured into his games?" She raises an eyebrow and smirks knowingly. “Because believe me, there will be games.”
"Oh, I'll play, but he'll lose." I smile.
"I knew it!" She shouts. "Babe, I think you just met your match." She squeals. "A hundred quid says that you will bang him."
"Deal." I shake her hand, smiling but suddenly not feeling all that confident for the first time in our sixteen year relationship.
"Deal." She smiles smugly. Damn her.
I hear the front door slam. “Hey babes.” I greet George as he enters the living room.
“Hey. What are you two up to?” He’s wearing skinny jeans and a tank top. Super camp, but really hot. It’s the arms, what can I say.
“Oh you know just Google stalking some serious eye candy Lill’s met today.” Molly angles the laptop towards George.
“Theodore Ellis!” George stares open mouthed at the screen. “Shit Lill's, he is so hot the man should have CAUTION: FLAMMABLE stamped on his bloody forehead.”
I roll my eyes at him and laugh. “He’s a client George.” God, I feel like I'm having to defend my ethics. It’s my own fault for having wildly inappropriate friends, and my own wildly inappropriate thoughts.
“Give. A. Shit.” He puts his hands on his hips.
"I'd just like to point out, a client that had her pressed against a door trying to kiss her." Molly adds rather unhelpfully.
George gasps. "No way. God what I wouldn't give for that whole hunk of gorgeous to press me against a hard surface." He sighs dreamily.
"How do you know him anyway?" I ask.
"I don't know him, but everyone knows who Theodore Ellis is." He notices my blank stare and sighs. “I swear you live under a rock. He's London’s most eligible bachelor, known for his infamous parties, beautiful women and enormous bank account. He is the ultimate of what anyone would do if they were granted millions tomorrow...have a fucking good time, all the time. Seriously, the guy lives like a rock star, oh and obviously he's absolutely the most gorgeous man to grace god's earth." I shrug, I can't deny the statement.
“So how the hell is he the Ellis multi-millionaire mega mogul? He doesn’t really fit the bill." I ask.
“Well, apparently his dad died when he was young but was super rich and left a lot of money in trust to his two sons Theodore and William. William was studying to be some business big wig and Theodore studied advertising, so they pooled their trust funds and started Ellis corporate advertising, the first of goodness knows how many businesses. Theo’s always been a big partier, who knows how he manages to run a successful business, but the guy is living the dream.”
He is literally the guy that has it all. “How old is he even?” He must be much older than he looks.
“This is part of why he’s so well known. He’s only twenty seven. Twenty seven and he has all that!” George shakes his head.
“He must be more than just a pretty face I guess.”
He nods. “Oh and speaking of pretty faces, I bumped into Cruise leaving this morning." He sighs dreamily. "That boy is all kinds of wrong... the very best kind." He smiles deviously at me.
"I fell asleep and he took it upon himself to stay. It won't happen again. He knows the rules." I huff.
"You and your rules." He rolls his eyes dramatically. "But seriously Lill's, you can't hog all the yummy men." He laughs.
“How did your audition go?” I ask changing the subject quickly.
“Well I was fabulous of course, but I’ll know tomorrow whether or not they’re blind.”
My phone starts ringing in my handbag, interrupting George. I leap up to answer it.
My face breaks into a smile when I see the name on the display. “Harry!” I practically scream down the phone at him.
“Hey Lill’s. How are you? How’s the city life treating you?” His voice is a soft drawl that I’ve barely heard over the last six months. Harry is my brother, older than me by two years. We've always been very close. He’s been traveling the world for the past six months and god I’ve missed him.
“It’s great. Different from home, but I’m adjusting. How was travelling?” I’ve been so excited about him coming home. I can’t wait to hear about all his experiences.
“It was amazing. I’ve got some crazy shit to tell you. I’m flying home on Friday, I land at Heathrow at nine in the morning. Do you mind if I crash on your sofa for a couple of nights?”
I’m practically squealing with delight. “Of course. Oh my god, I can’t wait to see you.”
“Me neither. See you soon. Love you Lill’s.”