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around her and experience his magic touch once more. And she felt strong enough to handle whatever demands he threw at her.
Her grandmother laughed softly from her seat by the window, her cross stitch laying across her flowered dress in her lap.“I can see from the look in your eyes that you"re angry with the man for whatever he just said, but don"t let that get in the way of seeing him this weekend. Go pack your bags and, while you"re at it, come up with a way to talk to him and work out your differences.I"ve told you over and over again that your temper is going to destroy you, dear. Don"t let it destroy a little sliver of happiness now. Leave that temper simmering until you"re old like me. Anger makes a poor bed-fellow. And even worse memories,” she chided.
Electra"s hand dropped to her side and she stared at her elderly grandmother. “Aren"t you shocked that I"ll be spending the weekend with a man?” she asked tentatively.
Edna shook her head and waved her hand in the air dismissively. “Oh, pish,” she said. “It"s about time you had a little romance in your life. Besides, I"d like a few grandchildren so if you don"t hurry up and find a man to help you with that then it will be too late.”
Electra smiled and shook her head. Bending down to kiss her weathered cheek, she said, “Grandmother, you continue to astonish me,” she said.
Her grandmother laughed softly. “Well, you just figure out a way to astonish me and learn to keep that temper of yours under control,” she warned. “I saw the flare of anger in your eyes during that brief phone conversation and it won"t help me get my grandbabies,” she warned teasingly.
Electra could only laugh in agreement as she skipped up the stairs. “Gerrard, I"m going to call the airlines to reserve four seats on a plane to Paris. Pack your bag!” she called from the top of the stairway.
She immediately picked up the phone and, within ten minutes, had all four of them booked on a first class plane to Paris in three hours. She called Dharr and left him a voice mail on her arrival time then happily packed a small suitcase filled with her prettiest clothes, singing under her breath as she packed and anticipated being in Dharr"s arms once again.
Later that evening, she walked down the gangway of the Paris airport. She looked around but didn"t see Dharr anywhere but she recognized one of his aides who immediately walked up to her and bowed. “Good evening,” he said. “I"m to take you to the Paris apartment. Did you check your other bags?” he asked.
Electra shook her head. “No, this is all I have,” she said, indicating the small carry-on luggage trailing behind her on wheels. She had no idea how much luggage the man expected her to bring for two days.
The man looked confused but nodded politely. “This way,” he said and walked forward, guiding her through the busy airport.
She didn"t concern herself with Micha and the other guards. Let them follow her as best she could. She wasn"t going to let them hinder her in any way.
As she walked out of the airport into the heavily congested front gate, she immediately saw the limousine waiting out front with almost identical large, massively built guards as the three behind her. She thought it odd but knew that Dharr was extremely wealthy and probably had kidnapping concerns. Ducking into the back, she felt grateful for the relative quiet of the plush environment.
They were pulling up outside an ornate building in the heart of Paris and Electra was almost bouncing with the excitement of seeing Dharr once again. As soon as the car pulled up beside the curb, she jumped out of the car, not bothering to wait for the chauffer to come around and open the door. She walked through the lobby, smiling brightly at the doorman, Dharr"s assistant right behind her.
“Here is the key for your apartment,” he said, handing her a large, old-fashioned key. “I"ll show you around the rooms,” he said and walked in ahead of her. “The kitchen is through there,” he said, pointing to a double set of doors. He continued to walk through the beautifully decorated apartment, giving her the name of the housekeeper and the cook who could be called upon to make more elaborate meals if she desired to entertain more lavishly than the cook"s normal fare.
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