Love Thy Neighbour - Annecia Ellies (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📗

into a kiss.

‘I want you again, Morgan. What are you doing to me?” he said huskily

“I don’t even know what I’m doing to myself.” She sighed sticking her fingers in his jeans waist.

They stepped off the lift into the penthouse. Petra had already brought in and organized the living room set, kitchen and she was overseeing the bed as it was being put together by two young boys.

“Petra, Filipe said, this is Morgan. Morgan, my love, meet Petra.”

“I’m pleased to meet you Morgan.”

Morgan smiled and nodded while she shook Petra’s hand.

“How’s everything going? Are we missing anything?” Filipe asked her.

“The basics are here so I guess you both will be able to spend the night which is great news. The dining set is still to be assembled but there are stools for the kitchen so you can sit at the counter unless you’re eating on the balcony. I brought in some linen so your bathroom is all set up. When the beds are completed I have to leave though, but I will return on Sunday. Your keys are on the dresser, I made a copy as requested. Anything you think you may need that you don’t have, you can ask Melanie. She has proven to be quite efficient.”

 

Morgan left them talking and wandered around. The penthouse is spacious, she noticed. She loved the color paint Petra had chosen; the rooms were lively and welcoming. She wandered into the kitchen and then onto the balcony. Yes, it is much bigger than hers. She was about to go up the stairs she saw when Petra and Filipe came out of the bedroom. Petra went to the kitchen and got herself a bottled water. ‘Do you want one?” she asked Morgan and Filipe.

“No thanks “, Morgan said, but Filipe nodded yes.

“Where is the stairs leading to?” Morgan asked Filipe

“It’s a separate bedroom or room you can use for anything of your choice, apart from the other three. It’s not as big as the masters, but nice enough. Go ahead if you want to explore.” He said.

Morgan went up the stairs; opening the door she realized it was still empty but quite a nice room. There were bay windows in this one, a bathroom, a small kitchenette; it’s like having a little home inside your home. Filipe joined her, he put his hands around her waist, then up to her breast and squeezed while he nuzzled her neck. She spun around to face him and he caught her lips with his. As he held her close she realized he was aroused.

“If Grayson wasn’t staying here damn I’d keep you with me for the night.”

She stepped back to look at him, “Filipe, what is going on? I know we made love, damn, it was amazing, but there’s still someone in this equation.”

“You still confused?” he asked watching her closely “Just get rid of him”

“Damn, you’re making this so hard. God knows I want to be with you, but I can’t make up my mind to do what I think I should.”

“I can help you with that you know.”

“How?”

“Just call him and tell him what happened” Filipe laughed. “No man wants his girl sleeping around.”

Morgan slapped him on his shoulder. “So not funny! I thought you understood but you are definitely cruel Mr. Le Mar.”

“The only thing I understand is that I want you Morgan Andersen and I am never giving up until I have you all to myself. I need you to complete my world Ma Cherie.”

“Right now my world is a mess Filipe, I can’t complete anyone else’s.”

“Your world is tied up with mine ma Cherie” he said, pulling her to him and sticking his tongue inside her mouth, savoring her sweet taste he kissed her hungrily, passionately, as he rubbed himself against her. He took her hands and placed it on his erection. “This is what you do to me every time you are near me.” He said between kisses.

‘We need to go.” She said fighting to break away, “I have a big day tomorrow.”

She turned around and he hugged her from behind.

“Yes I know, is your little boyfriend escorting you to the wedding?”

“For your information, my little boyfriend can’t make it. He will try for the reception though.”

“Can I come with you then?”

“That will be awkward, I don’t think so. You don’t even have anything to wear.”

“Have you seen my closet? Come let’s show you.” He took her hands and led her downstairs into his bedroom. The bed was completed but they can hear the guys still working on the bed in the other room. Filipe opened the closet and Morgan gasped. There was an assortment of shirts, pants, suits, t shirts, shoes, everything, a complete wardrobe.

“You are not making joke Filipe, it’s like you moved in already.” She said putting her hands around his waist.

“Yes, I actually did, I told you it was a busy day. This was done early this morning.” He said to her, hugging her tight.

“I thought about asking you to stay in here you know, so someone will be here when I return to France. I realized it will be awkward though with your little boyfriend and all. He may not want to spend the night here knowing that it’s my house.”

“Will you stop it with the little boyfriend thing?” She started sounding annoyed.

Filipe looked at her. You have to do something darling, If you can’t I will have to. I want you, you want me, and we want this, let him off.”

“Easier said than done, I don’t even know if I want him off.” she said, and he threw his hands up in the air and walked off.

She followed him back into the elevator. “Do you mind if I go back home instead of downstairs with you, I’m tired.” She said

“Sure, ma Cherie. Will call on you in the morning then.”

“So you’re coming to the wedding?” she asked him

“It will be my pleasure.” He replied, “What color are you wearing though?”

“The color of red wine she said when she stopped off on her floor, see you soon.” With a wave she was gone.

“Bonne nuit mon amour” Filipe replies, more to himself.

 

The elevator closed and he went downstairs to rejoin Grayson at the Café.

 

Morgan went straight into the kitchen and saw the waiter on the Island. She knew she did not put it there. If Filipe didn’t, then who did? Her heart squeezed in her chest. Was Flynn in here? Did he see Filipe and me? That was the only explanation, she had to call Flynn. She picked up her phone to see when last he called her. There was a missed call from him at five forty three. She pressed send to return the call and sat listening to the phone ringing. There was no answer, she tried two more times and got no answer.

She then left a voice note asking him to call her before changing her clothes and going into her bed.

 

 

The next morning, Morgan jumped up when she heard a ringing sound coming from her computer. She got up and went to see who was calling her on Skype, it was Dawn.

 

“Hi momma.” She said trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes.

“Good morning honey, don’t tell me you’re now waking, it’s almost eleven o’ clock.”

“Yes, mom, actually I am. How are you? I miss you like crazy.”

“I’m well honey. Isn’t today the Boyd girl wedding? What time is it starting?

“Yes it is, I have to meet Auri for one.”

“And you’re now waking up? Are you feeling well?”

“Yes I’m well, I have time, the wedding actually begins at two and everything is set, even the reserves.” She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows.

 

“How is the new place? Do you like it?”

“Yes mom, it’s lovely, you know Auri came through and did her thing. I also have a spare bedroom now so you can come over and have your own room instead of sharing with me.” She grinned.

“When are you coming is it Tuesday or Wednesday next week?”

“Oh, it’s Tuesday, I will be there in the evening around four, and I’m staying until Sunday. The Office party at Tourism is on Friday. Zoe and I are coming but she said she will stay with a friend.”

“Ok, great, although I wouldn’t mind if she came here, she is such a lovely girl.”

 

“Mom, I met this guy, ok, he’s not from here though. His name is Filipe Le Mar. We were talking about Dad and he told me he can get some information for me, which he did.”

“What sort of information Muggy? I thought we decided to leave that alone?”

“Yes, I know, but he said he can track him and I let him. He found something and brought an envelope with information for me. I have it here to bring when I’m coming over.”

Dawn looked at her with a frown on her face, and then said, “Have you seen what’s inside the envelope as yet?”

“No, he said it’s something we should do together.”

“I was doing so well forgetting him” She sighed heavily, “To bring all these questions and feelings to the surface again… I know it’s your father and you have the right to know what happened to him. He loved you, you know, so go ahead and see what you can find out. The questions you’ve been asking me I cannot answer you so you may as well.”

 

“Ok. He also wants to meet you.”

“What? Why, are you in some sort of relationship with him?”

“Mom! Come on.”

“I told you about these guys who just want to get in your panties already. What happened with you and that other boy you were seeing?” Dawn continued ignoring her daughter

“Philippe is a nice guy, I don’t know what’s happening with me and Flynn, but this guy is different.”

“Where is he from?”

“France, mom. He is back and forth as he’s opening a café here in tower two.”

“Do you want to end up like me Morgan? Your father was a foreigner; he was back and forth just like your friend there. Did you not learn anything from me?

“Momma, come on, you can’t judge him by what Emmie did to you. That’s not fair.”

“Be smart girl, don’t let that boy ruffle your brain.”

My brain is already ruffled momma, if you only knew. Morgan thought.

“I won’t momma, but can he come? I promise you will like him.”

“How old is he Honey?”

“Um, twenty nine.”

“Don’t you think he’s a bit too old for you, you just turned twenty three?”

“Oh come on mom, would you please meet him before you judge him?”

“Well he can come, just to meet me though, where is he staying?”

“He can stay by Auntie Winnie. Can you call her and ask her if she has space?”

“Or, ok then.”

“Great, now I have to get something in my stomach before I get dressed for the wedding so I will talk to you soon.”

“Ok honey, enjoy and take plenty pics for me ok, did you get the wine color dress you wanted?”

“Oh yes I did, it looks gorgeous momma.”

“You are gorgeous honey, stay safe and have fun. Say hello to Auri for me ok.”

“Ok momma. Love you bunches…. Kiss kiss.”

Morgan signed off and went to the kitchen to see what she can find to eat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Eighteen

 

Morgan looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She had managed to get her hair in a French roll ending in a bun, just like Auri had suggested. She left some flyaway tendrils hanging down the sides of her face and then stuck a floral hair comb in the middle of the roll. Her hair looked as if she just stepped out of the salon. She wore light make up in pastel shades to match the gown she had hanging up on the closet door in the bedroom. It was a little after twelve. Now she just had to wait on Pancho, whom Filipe said will be taking them to and from the wedding, so she wouldn’t have to drive today. She sat on the bed and tried to