We had stayed by the pool another few hours, getting back up to the suite everyone retreated to their rooms, changing from there swimmers, I headed down the hall to the third last door, knocking lightly before opening the door, Ellen was on the phone, her laptop on the small table in front of the window, a stack of papers to the side of it, and one leg folded under her as she sits, she had changed from her swimmers to a pair of track suit pants and a singlet, her hair in a messy bun.
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“I’m actually in New York at the moment.” She pauses, tracing her finger down the spine on a note book she had off to the side, “You want to meet?” she grips a pan and quickly scribbles something into the book, “No, no, that’s fine, eleven o’clock.” She listens, “Okay, see you tomorrow, bye.” And she hangs up.
“A meeting?” I ask and she nods still writing in the note book.
“Yeah, at eleven, she’s the writer of this.” I state, “Why she wants to meet with me I don’t know but.” She shrugs, “I guess I have too.” I press a kiss just under her ear, “My mum called about twenty minutes ago, I spoke to London, she wants to talk to you.” She says to me and I smile, she passes me her phone and I take it, going to sit on the bed and I call her mums number and she picks up after three rings.
L: Hi Debbie, its Louis.
D: Oh, hi Louis, you want to speck to London?
L: Yeah that would be great.
I hear movement and Debbie say something to London before there is ruffling over the phones receiver and London’s voice chimes happily.
LON: Hi Daddy!
L: Hi Angle, how are you?
LON: Im good, I miss you. Nanna said you’re in a different country with mummy.
L: Yes, we’re in New York.
LON: I don’t know what that is.
I smile at her response and continue the convocation, we talk about what she was going to do today and what she did yesterday, and soon the convocation ended, Ellen was typing away on her laptop when I placed her phone down beside her, she thanked me without looking away from the papers stacked beside her, I noticed that she knew exactly where every letter was on the key board without looking at it.
“How much do you need to do?”
“Forty seven chapters.” she informs me without stopping her fingers on the keys.
“Why don’t you have a brake?” I ask still standing beside her.
“Because I need to have it done in time.”
“Having one little brake isn’t going to make you late with it.” I say wrapping my arms around her body and burying my head in the crock of her neck from behind and suck the skin lightly.
“Louis.” she says sternly, “Please let me get to at least chapter ten today.”
“What are you up to?” she points to the top of the page, five. “I had to call her because her hand writing in this chapter isn’t the best all the others are fine, and I also think she has a bit to add to the story, im not sure.”
“It’s taken you three hours to do five chapters, that means I will probably have to wait another three till you get to ten.”
“Hey don’t blame me, blame her for not using a computer to write the story in the first place.”
“That’s what you do?”
“That’s what any smart person would do, I mean its common-sense that someone is going to have to type it out, I mean you can’t just assume a bloody machine does it.”
“Okay, well, I give you two and a half hours, if you haven’t finished I get to drag you from this chair.”
“Deal.” She says smiling; I lean down and press a kiss to her lips. “Love you.” I hear her say as I reach the door I turn around to see she is looking down at the written words again as she types.
“I love you too, beautiful.” I open the door end exit.
“Half an hour left.” Louis says as he opens the door to our room, I turn to face him, reaching behind me I close the laptop.
“You know what?”
“What?” he asks watching me; I cross my arms over my body and pull my singlet over my head.
“I could use a brake now.” his bottom lip is taken between his bottom lip as he reaches blindly for the door handle, locking it as I tug my trackies down my legs, he makes his way over to me, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulling me towards him.
“No bra.” he states kissing my jaw bone, “Get under the covers.” He whispers pulling away, I look up at him a moment before kissing his lips softly and heading to the bed, I pull the blanket back and get under. As I watch him undress I shimmy out of my panties, pulling them out from under the covers, the dark material catching Louis eyes as I hold it out to the side, dangling them for a moment before dropping them to the floor, a condom was rolled down his erection before he lifted the covers at the foot of the bed and start crawling up towards me. His hands grip my knees pulling them apart, my head falls back and my back arches as he licks a bold strip over my centre, kisses being pressed in a trial up my stomach, between my breasts and finally on my lips, I feel his erection rub against me, my arms wrapped around his neck as we make out.
“I want you to be at the show tomorrow.” Louis states as he fiddles with my fingers, his chin resting on my stomach as my fingers push though his hair.
“I will be.” I tell him and he presses a kiss to my stomach.
“I love you, Ellen.” I shimmy down the bed so I was completely under his body, my fingers fiddling with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“I love you too.” I say, his eyes sparkling in the light coming through the window, “And I always will.” I tell his, a kiss is left to my lips, slow and romantic. “Well this has been a fun brake but I have to get back to work.” I tell him after we pull away, he frowns down at me before dipping his head to kiss just under my ear.
“I will let you on one condition.”
“After the show tomorrow you come clubbing.”
“Louis I have a dead line.” He shakes his head.
“If you don’t you’re not allowed to work now.” I think about it for a moment, I think I could get to at least to chapter fifteen by eight o’clock tonight.
“Okay.” I nod, “I’ll go clubbing.” He smiles kissing my lips.
“Good now get back to work.” He got out from under the covers walking across the room and into the joined bathroom coming out shortly after and getting dressed, I lay in bed watching him from under the cover, the blanket held loosely to my chest as I prop myself up on my elbows. “I’ll bring you in something to eat.” He says kneeling on the bed again and kissing me a final time but when he pulls away I pull him down on me, one hand around the back of his neck while to other fists his shirt in my hand, “Maybe I should stay.” He says nuzzling my cheek with his nose and I giggle before shaking my head.
“Go.” I say softly, he pecks my lips before raising to his feet, watching me a moment before blowing me a kiss and leaving the room, I lie my head back a moment longer before finally getting up and slipping back into my panties, trackies and singlet and sitting back at the small table.