Chapter 31

Will's point of view

It was a sunny Saturday. The weather was simply perfect for having a nice stroll in the park. I glanced at my Rolex watch and saw that it was 10:00 am. I was dressed in a white-t shirt and casual blue jeans. Louisa was scheduled to arrive here at 10:15 am.

I stood before the mirror placed on the other side of my bed-room where there were no windows. I scrutinized myself and brushed my dark unruly strands in a way that they didn't get into my eyes. I straightened the collar of my shirt and put some perfume. I did look quite presentable for going outside.

The door-bell rang just at 10:10 am. Kate opened the door. Louisa entered my room wearing a blue skirt and white tank top. Her hair was tied in a very tight pony-tail. I walked up to her and her face softened to give me a very gracious smile.

"You look pretty, " I complimented, my eyes sweeping up her petite form.

"You don't look so bad yourself, Will Traynor, " she acknowledged, her blue eyes growing bigger with what I presumed to be clear appreciation.

"You have to let me drive today, " Louisa suggested, holding up a finger of her right-hand.

"Why?" I asked her, raising my eyebrows.

"Because I want the place where I am taking you to be a complete surprise, " she answered me.

"Also because you would find it difficult to drive us there not knowing where we will go, " she explained, putting both her hands behind her back.

"What if I hate the place? " I queried, arching my dark brows.

"Then you will make me do something I never did before, " she responded, gesturing her hands in a form of stark assurance.

"So do we have a deal?" she questioned, stretching herself up to make herself look somewhat tall.

"Yes, " I replied, holding out my right hand.

My fingers closed around hers with the kind of vigor that felt somewhat alien because I never allowed myself to be persuaded into things with someone I employed as a housekeeper especially a female. But with Louisa Clarke, it felt somewhat different because she was the stark opposite of people I dealt with in my daily life.