A Year of New Adventures. Maddie Please
you know what they say about assume,’ I muttered.
I made coffee, put it on a tray, took it with some of the fresh cookies to his door, and knocked.
‘Yep.’
Do come in, thank you so much.
‘Your coffee and some cookies.’
How kind.
‘I don’t want those,’ he said. ‘You women are obsessed with cake and biscuits. Take them away.’
You women?
He hadn’t even looked up from his laptop. I felt rather like tipping the whole lot over him. Except it would probably result in a legal claim for actual bodily harm; not a good idea if you think about it.
International bestselling author in burns unit.
‘I swear she did it on purpose,’ said Ross Black, his face and both hands heavily bandaged. In the background I was being led away in handcuffs.
I put the tray down on the table, picked up the basket of cookies, and turned to go.
‘Lunch is at one o’clock,’ I said encouragingly.
‘One moment,’ he said.
I stood with the basket held out in front of me like a begging bowl as he typed on, his fingers rattling the keys at great speed. What was he going to say? Was he going to make an effort to be polite?
Maybe he would say something to make up for his rudeness.
Sorry if I sounded a bit brusque back then. I’m on a tight schedule. My editor wants this by yesterday.
I looked around the room as I waited, hoping for some clues into his character. Maybe a photograph, or some personal items. Everything was still extraordinarily tidy. It didn’t look as though anyone had slept in the bed. Perhaps he hadn’t; maybe he slept bolt upright in the wardrobe with his sweater hooked over a hanger? The waste paper basket was filled with tightly screwed-up bits of paper and on top of the chest of drawers there was a mobile phone on charge.
‘I can come back later if you prefer,’ I said.
He held up an index finger and then carried on typing. He was evidently on a roll and the words were flowing.
At last he stopped, poured some coffee out into his mug, and drank some while he scrolled back to check something. He made a sort of harrumph, annoyed noise on a couple of occasions and sipped his coffee. I stood there like a spare part fidgeting from one foot to the other. I cleared my throat to remind him I was still there, and he looked up at me.
‘I’ve told you, I eat at one-thirty,’ he replied at last.
I took a deep breath, ready to give him the benefit of my opinion, and then bit back my rising temper. He was the paying guest after all. He was perfectly entitled to his preferences. I shouldn’t be so dogmatic.
‘I’ll bring something in for you then,’ I said and left him to it.
I think I saw the sudden movement of his head as he looked up, but I didn’t wait to hear what he was going to say and I had the feeling I was being rude and unprofessional. I like looking after people; I like it when they are happy. Nothing seemed to be working with Oliver Forest.
I closed his door with care despite longing to slam it off its hinges and was about to tell Helena exactly what I thought of him, but she wasn’t in the kitchen. The timer was making apologetic bleeping noises, and something was burning.
My beautiful cake was ruined thanks to Oliver bloody Forest. I grabbed a tea towel, yanked the cake tins out of the oven and chucked them in the sink. It was half past ten now, time to think about elevenses for the others.
Helena came into the kitchen frowning, her hair still damp from the shower.
‘I can smell burning,’ she said.
‘Yes I know, it’s my cake. It was going to be lovely too,’ I said mournfully. ‘Flaming Oliver bloody Forest – he kept me in his room for so long it burned.’
Helena giggled. ‘My word, what were you doing?’
‘Nothing like that I can assure you! He was writing and kept me hanging on while he rattled out another scene of death and destruction and bombs and feeble-minded women.’
I gave a growl of fury.
‘I suppose the others are panting for their coffee? I’ll stick the kettle on,’ I said.
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