James woke up the next morning, feeling very groggy. His body ached slightly from lack of sleep, and his first instinct was to roll over and bury himself back into the sheets. But the moment he glanced at the time, he groaned.
"Ugh… a gathering at 7:30 AM," he muttered, dragging himself out of bed.
He trudged into the ensuite bathroom and took a quick, cold shower — just enough to jolt his senses awake. Once he was dressed — a clean white polo and tailored slacks — he grabbed his phone and the Range Rover key fob from the dresser and headed downstairs.
To his surprise, the scent of warm food greeted him.
Patty was already in the kitchen, apron off, setting the table just as he entered.
He smiled faintly as he remembered how upset Patty was lady Thursday, when he got back from the country club looking very famished, as he had nothing to eat for the whole day. And he had refused to wait for breakfast as he was running late.
