115. Going to the chapel....

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"Morning Chloe, did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, I did actually, I'm a bit peeved that Seb's already buggered off with Antti though." She replied. "Want a coffee?"

"No thanks. You know that Antti won't let him off his training too easily." Britta looked around the suite as she stood there. "Impressive place."

"It's good isn't it, the views from up here are spectacular."

"I just wanted to borrow your passport, I'm sorting flights for Abu Dhabi and just need to put yours and Seb's passport numbers on the booking, plus I need to sort the private jet for Norway."

"Yeah, sure." Chloe nodded, surprising herself how it suddenly felt normal to be talking about private jets again. It was something she'd struggled to get used to when working for Michael. She walked back into the bedroom, grabbed her bag and pulled out the two passports, thinking how it was odd that Britta needed them as she usually had their passport numbers to save her from having to keep asking for them. "Here you go." She walked back to an unusually nervy looking Britta and handed them over to her.

"Thank you, I'll leave you to enjoy your coffee and I'll pop back in....." Britta checked her watch. ".....in about an hour, then we'll go and meet the boys for breakfast." She headed quickly for the door. "See you in a bit!" She called out as she left. Shrugging her shoulders at Britta's slightly odd behaviour, Chloe made her way back to the dining table where she'd left her coffee and she had just sat down to take in the view again when there was another knock at the door. Had Britta forgotten something? Once again she wandered to the door, so much for a quiet morning, her coffee was going to go cold at this rate.

"Fancy some company?" Annukka walked in the second Chloe opened the door.

"Hi Annukka, come in." Chloe smiled at how the Finn had just walked in, and was that a bottle of champagne in her hand?

"Coffee? Boring!" She called, waving the bottle at Chloe.

"Isn't it a bit early for that?" Chloe asked, knowing that alcohol was pretty much a banned substance for herself and Seb.

"Never! One glass won't kill you." Annukka replied as she ripped off the foil top and proceeded to start opening the bottle. "Fetch us two glasses, will you."

"I don't know...I'm kind off alcohol at the moment."

"Not pregnant are you?" She asked as popped the cork.

"Not yet, no."

"Oh, you're trying huh?"

"Yeah." Chloe nodded. "We're trying."

"Well one glass won't make a difference." Annukka pointed in the direction of the kitchen. "See if there's orange juice in the fridge if you want to make it less alcoholic. Glasses please!"

"Nah, you're right, one glass won't hurt." Chloe walked to the kitchen, marvelling at Annukka's sudden bossiness.

"You wearing that today?" She pointed at Chloe's choice of outfit, her usual blue skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. "It's gonna be hot out there, trust me, you'll need a dress."

"A dress?" Chloe walked back with two glasses. What was Annukka up to? Was it have a bash at Chloe day? But then Annukka was wearing a dress herself, although it was one that was probably a touch too smart for the daytime, so maybe she was right.

"Yeah, I'm sure you must have a few in your case. Shall I help you pick one?"

"Pick one?" Chloe asked. Since when did Annukka offer to help her pick a dress.

"Yeah, you'll need a light coloured one I reckon." Annukka filled the two glasses to the brim with champagne and noticed how Chloe was eyeing her floral print body con dress with curiosity. "Antti said something about a casino for later on so I thought I might as well wear this now, thought it'd do for a walk along the strip after breakfast too." She handed Chloe a glass.

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