Haley
He's richer than I thought- we flew to New York in a private plane.I doubt I will have that experience again. He ignored me for the rest of the trip which I didn't really mind.
The place was as busy as I've heard. Instead of Stephen or Grant driving, it was another stranger whom I was not introduced to-again. I stopped myself from introducing myself because Archer seemed like if I say something at the moment he's going to burst. I don't know what's wrong with this child.
The man who was driving seemed in his mid forty's or more. He greeted Archer and looked at me with amusement and give me a quick Hello before loading our things in the car. We drove to Downtown Brooklyn and I saw lots of high rise buildings and Hayden, the man who was driving us-drove to the inside of a beautiful apartment building.Hayden parked the car in one of the parking spaces.
"Come." He said and I looked at our bags and he rolled his eyes. "Hayden will manage."
He punched some digit and said, "I will give you the details later, so every time you come in from here, you have to punch those digits to access the elevator." And the door opened. We stood quietly in the elevator. I was playing with my fingers. I don't know how I feel about being here. If I was here for vacation I know when I will be returning to Seattle, but I'm not here on vacation and I don't know when will I be returning home.
He sighed. "Don't make me feel guilty now." He said breaking the silence.
"I'm not doing anything." I looked at him.
"You are quiet and you are fiddling with your thumb." He pointed out.
"I thought you didn't want to talk." I said.
"I rather you talk to me than to keep quiet.I'm sorry we can't go to Seattle first, but I said I will make it up to you."
"I know. I'm nervous because I've never been to New York before."
"You will do just fine." He assured as the door opened to a beautiful big apartment. The floor was wooden and clean, and I could see the large living room from here.
"I still have to look for apartment that meet both of our requirement. For now, we will be staying here. If it bothers you, you can have one wing of the apartment and I promise not to go there until it's very necessary."
"It's fine." I said. I'm too tired to talk about our arrangements. "I'm sleepy."
"You are always sleepy." He teased. I think I like his playful self- at least it doesn't intimidate me that much. "Let's have breakfast first."
"I want to sleep." I whined. I didn't sleep much in the plane.
"Eat a little, please?" He said softly.
"Fine." I said. "Since you said it so nicely."
"Perfect. I will tell Mrs. Nolan to make us something."
"I want to shower first."
"I will show you to your room." He said. "Do you want it to be upstairs or downstairs?"
"Where are you?" I asked and he smirked.
"Upstairs. Should I show you a room upstairs?"
"No. I'll have the bottom room." I said smugly.
His smirk fell and he rolled his eyes playfully as he made his way to one side of the apartment. The place have everything that you could imagine, from leather couches to glass tables.
He opened a creamy white door and showed me a room that was bigger than the room I stay in Seattle. There was a Queen size bed with black and white blankets and pillows. The walk was painted white and light blue.
"There's a washroom in here... You can ask me.." he paused and quickly added, "or Mrs. Nolan if you have any question or anything."He coughed awkwardly. "There should be toiletries in the cabinet as well as towels, and bathrobes should be in the cupboard inside the washroom.
"Okay, thank you." I said quietly.
"I'll see you during breakfast." He said as he moved back a little.
"Okay." I said as I walked in and closed the door behind me. It feels like I'm in another Hotel, there's a window that look out to the streets and I sighed.
I made my way to the washroom and it's as fancy as the room. The place is all marble and sparkling like new as if no one has been here, before.
I found the toiletries, towel and a bath robe and took a long shower. I found a hair dryer in one the drawer in the washroom. When I stepped out, I see a woman in her forty's who was rolling my suitcase in the room.
"Thank you." I said quickly walking towards her.
"No problem, Ms.Lynne." She give me a warm smile. "I'm Kaitlyn."
"Hello, Kaitlyn. You can call me Haley." I said brushing the formalities and she give me a mysterious smile.
"Is there anything you needed help with?" She asked.
"I wanted to do some laundry.." I feel my face burning.
"I can do it. You can leave your laundry in this basket." She pointed to one near the door.
"I can do it." I said. "Please tell me where."
She was hesitant and I give her a small hopeful look.
"It's down the hallway, last door." She sighed.
"Thank you." I grinned.
"I don't think Mr.Rivera will appreciate that."
I brushed her off.
"You are his staff, not mine." I thought that would have sounded convincing,but she seemed reluctant.
"Are you done yet? I'm hungry." Archer said walking in. He was wearing a dark blue V-neck shirt with a sweat-pant. He must have showered as well seeing his hair still wet.
"Breakfast is ready." Kaitlyn said.
"Good." Archer said and looked at me. I walked out with them.
We sat at the bar stool and Kaitlyn served us avocado toasts, bacons and fruits on the side with fresh orange juice.
"Thank you." I said appreciating it.
"Mrs.Nolan will be making our meals, if you have any preference." He said.
"I can manage my own meals." I said.
"It's fine." Kaitlyn said. "I will be making for Mr.Rivera, anyway."
I was hesitant.
"Just go as we planned. No eggs or sesame in any of the meals."
"Noted." Kaitlyn smiled.
"I feel awful." I tell him when Kaitlyn was out of earshot.
"You don't have to." He said. "Make yourself home."
"But this is not my lifestyle." I said to him. "I do things by myself." I looked at him and he give me a soft glance.
"For now, please do as I said." He said and I know that's the end of the topic.