Giving what He Wants (Celine and Rhyland Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B

colour brilliantly. She finished off with a dark pink lipstick, some blusher. She added a silver headband to her hair and felt like a princess. It was fun; she felt a weight lift off her shoulders just for a moment. Perhaps Ava was right, perhaps she should just enjoy what she had, she was still young and there was plenty of time for love.
    At exactly seven thirty there was a light knock on the door. Her heart skipped. She was a little nervous, worried about what he’d think of her outfit. But as soon as she opened the door she knew she’d done a good job. He just stood there mesmerised, his eyes shone with pride and she could tell he was so happy to see her.
    ‘Wow! You look…you look stunning!’ He wrapped his hands around her and planted a kiss on her lips. He held her out and twirled her around. ‘You look amazing babe.’ He took her back into his arms.
    ‘You don’t look so bad yourself.’ She smiled.
    He was in a black tux looking handsome than ever.
    ‘Shall we?’
    ‘Where are we going?’ She felt giddy and just for that night she would forget everything that was happening.
    ‘I am taking to a place I love to go. It’s a very unique place.’
    ‘Will I be able to hold the silverware?’ she joked. ‘Or eat the food. This isn’t my world.’
    ‘Don’t worry my dear, you’ll soon learn through experience.’
    They arrived at the restaurant. They were met, coats taken and taken to their reserved seating. Celine took one look at the menu and knew she wouldn’t know how to order any of it. Rhyland called for the waiter and ordered wine. She w atched as he spoke French fluently and was so confident in the presence of these people. She on the other hand felt terribly uncomfortable.
    ‘Are you not enjoying yourself?’ he asked.
    ‘Oh I am, just feel a little bit out of place.’
    ‘Look at you; you look the part all you have to do is play the part. Look around you. Look at how they do it.’
    She looked at the groups of people around her; it was if she was on a movie set. As people arrived men stood, they kissed each other multiple times on the cheeks without actually touching their cheeks. They called over waiters and ate as if they were eating something so delicate it would break. She giggled at it all.
    ‘Share your thoughts.’
    ‘This isn’t me, it isn’t my world,’ she said.
    ‘Tell me, what is your world who are you?’
    ‘What do you want to know?’
    The waiter arrived with the wine, he showed it to a Rhyland. He nodded and waited while it was opened. The waiter poured a little into Rhyland’s glass. He swirled it and took a sip and nodded. The waiter poured the wine in both glasses.
    ‘Take a sip,’ he encouraged.
    ‘It’s divine.’ She took another sip.
    ‘So you were saying…about you.’
    ‘I asked you what you’d like to know?’
    ‘Everything, where were you born, where’s your mum and dad from?’
    She smiled and looked at him to see if there was anything that seemed not genuine but there was nothing. It was all genuine.
    ‘I was born in Yorkshire, my mum’s from Ireland my dad’s from Nigeria.’
    He nodded.
    ‘My mother was a primary school teacher and dad was a lecturer. They’re both retired now.’
    ‘They sound like lovely people.’
    ‘They are, my mum was a bit strict though. He expected us to do well at school and every Sunday we had to get up for church.’
    ‘So do you have any brothers? Sisters?’
    ‘I have an older sister, she’s studying in Canada at the moment.’
    ‘A family of brains.’
    ‘I’d say good old hard work. My dad always said you can achieve anything if you put the work into it. Nothing comes easy.’ She laughed at the last statement.
    ‘I’ll have to agree with your father. I wasn’t so privileged to have parents like yours.’
    ‘I’m sure they weren’t that bad.’
    ‘Oh my dad, he was bad. He would beat my mother back and blue. It was so horrible. One day though while we were having dinner he flipped. It was