Page 61 of Secret Admirer
Now that she lived with Bart, she was surrounded by security and staff at all hours of the day. She used to just live for herself. Now she had other people and opinions when sometimes she just wanted to wear a t-shirt without putting pants on.
It was a trade-off, as the staff made her life easier.
Aurelia said, “Being in the news as the newest heir to the House of Morgan has been overwhelming.”
“I can imagine.” Rebecca truly empathized.
Aurelia flashed a similar grin as Bart's. “But so much fun, when at the last regional meeting I walked out and decided to just buy the company to get the changes I suggested implemented right away.”
Aurelia hugged them both to leave without touching any refreshments. “Peter and Belle have just had their baby. Don’t forget to go and visit.”
Bart gave her a curt nod and said, “Of course.”
“So when is the wedding?” Aurelia asked. “If I need to rush, you need to tell me.”
“No rush,” Rebecca quickly said. She opened the door. “I’m not sure yet. I want to take my time and plan a perfect wedding.”
“I’m excited for you both.” Aurelia waved goodbye.
As they closed the door, Rebecca asked Bart, “Is your family always this dramatic?”
He hugged her as he said, “I think it runs in the blood, yeah.”
And then his lips met hers. She lost track of everything else in the world. Being in his arms was where she belonged and finally, she was right where she'd always dreamed.
She loved him. “So I left my plans for my battery idea in our bedroom.”
“Lead the way.”
“No, we walk together… always.” She looped her arm in his.
If he thought it needed work or was silly, she’d figure out more details while in school. She looked forward to showing him what she'd tweaked in Italy, as the idea came to her over gelato.
Bart opened the door for them and she retrieved the latest sketch. The lady who wrote Harry Potter supposedly wrote her drafts on napkins so hopefully he’d forgive her doodles.
He handed the paper to him and he stood straighter. “What’s this part?”
“As I was watching the pigeons take flight in Rome, I figured this out.” She stood beside him and saw how he pointed toward the internal slates. She hummed and said, “I needed to increase the anti-vibrating brackets because any impact needs to douse the electric charge fast.”
He gave the sketch back. “Contact Will. I want a working model and for you to get this patented.”
“What?” She put her battery idea down on her dresser. It had been in her dreams, but if Bart thought it was good, then she'd move ahead. right away.
He kissed her cheek and beamed with a smile that intoxicated her. “If you get this working, we not only get to help the world but make a hefty profit for being revolutionary.”
Her heart pounded as her pulse raced. She'd been prepared for him to not like it, but she'd never imagined… this. She swallowed and asked, “You think it’s good?”
He wrapped his arms around her--grounding her. “I loved you before you showed me this, but Rebecca…”
“Yeah?” Her eyebrows lifted.
He twirled her around. “Together we can change the world.”
The battery was the reason she'd signed up for classes. She knew how to fix parts, but the science of why needed more polish. But if Bart loved this idea, then maybe she was onto something.
Working with him would be amazing, but she refused to go fast. She fixed his collar and said, “I just want us to be happy.”
“Me too.” He directed her backwards toward the bed.
Now she truly had everything. A plan and goals and a man who just might be Prince Charming, or her version of one.
Life was good when she went after her dreams.
THE END