Taming the Carefree Billionaire - Marie Higgins Page 0,65
portion on her plate, and he filled his nearly as much. He took the first bite and then closed his eyes and sighed dreamily.
“This is the best spaghetti I’ve ever tasted.”
She snorted a laugh and bumped her arm into his. “I don’t like men who lie.”
He laughed and winked. “My taste buds love it, so I’m going with my first answer.”
She took a bite, realizing that it was pretty darn good. Either that or she was just really hungry. Probably the second choice.
They ate for a few minutes. She enjoyed the food and was just satisfied to look at him. He wore a pair of running shorts, and a regular t-shirt. His damp hair was waving, making him look adorable.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Your butler stopped by just before you came into the kitchen.”
He’d lifted his spaghetti-filled fork to his mouth, but stopped. “Troy? What’s he still doing here?”
“No, his name was Percy. He was a very... um, odd looking man.”
Thomas dropped his fork on his plate and his face lost color. His eyes widened. “You saw him?”
“Yes, he was just leaving for the night. He told me to tell you not to oversleep in the morning, and that you needed to continue to build up the family company.” She paused, knowing there was one more thing. “Oh, and he wanted me to let you know that you’re on the right road.”
Thomas’ mouth hung open as he stared at her. Eeriness crawled over her. Something was very wrong, and she hoped he would trust her enough to tell her.
TWENTY-THREE
Thomas couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She saw... Percy? His guardian angel? Well, in reality, Thomas thought of the man as the pain in the backside angel, but it pretty much meant the same thing.
He quickly reached for the wine bottle, opened it, and poured it in both glasses.
“You saw Percy?” Thomas asked again before taking a sip.
“Yes, why? Haven’t you seen him today?”
“I’ve seen him.” During his short pause, he wondered how to explain the man’s existence to Morgan. “What... did he look like?”
“He had on a white shirt and funny black knickers. Nice man, though.” She narrowed her gaze on him. “Are you feeling okay?”
Thomas took a quick glance around the room. “Is he still here?”
“No, he left. You just barely missed him.”
“So, he’s gone.” Thomas let out a breath of relief. “Good.”
“Thomas, I hope you’ll tell me why you’re weirding-out like this. It’s starting to worry me.”
“It’s nothing. I promise.” Thomas smiled and picked up the fork again and started to eat.
“What did he mean when he said you were on the right road now?”
Thomas choked on his spaghetti and coughed a little. He quickly wiped his mouth and took another sip of the wine.
“He told you about the road?” Thomas asked.
“What road?” Morgan shook her head, looking very confused.
“That man is making me look like a fool,” Thomas said before taking another drink. “Let’s just forget it. I want to enjoy this dinner without Percy.”
Morgan frowned and her gaze dropped to her plate. Inwardly, he groaned. He should tell her, but would she understand? Would she think he had lost his mind? There were a few times he’d thought he had.
“Thomas,” she said softly, raising her gaze to him. “I wish you’d trust me enough to tell me what’s going on with that strange man.” She touched his arm. “If you want me in your life, you have to trust me.”
She was right, of course. And he definitely wanted her in his life.
“I’ll tell you about him, but... please don’t think I’m crazy, because sometimes, I think I am.”
She tilted her head. “Crazy?”
He held up a hand. “Just wait until you hear the story first.” He took a deep breath and began. He told her about the day Percy showed up inside his house – the very day Thomas had met Morgan, in fact. Then Thomas explained about all of the other times that Percy just magically showed up, and all the things he told Thomas.
“Is he a... ghost?” she asked.
“No. Percy’s existence goes beyond that. He called himself my guardian angel, and being sent from on high,” he pointed up, “Percy’s goal was to make sure I got back on the right road.”
“The right road? As in like the stairway to Heaven?”
He chuckled. “Yes, just like that.”
“Do you believe him?”
Thomas took it as a good sign that she hadn’t looked at him as if he’d lost his mind. Not yet, anyway. “Not at first,