Chapter Four
The Chateau was a charming old-world gem set into a mountainside with a dense pine forest all around. As the small Mercedes wound its way up the mountain, Felicity got glimpses of it at odd intervals when the car careened around the steep hillsides. It disappeared from view seconds later as the vehicle took another sharp turn. The clear cool air swept her face with the windows open, ruffling her hair so strands of it were dislodged and she felt less “put together.” Still, she welcomed the refreshing breeze against her skin, even the cold, the way the chill of it tickled her between her breasts when her jacket and blouse would open. Her n*****s were hard from just that much stimulation, and probably from thinking too much about being over Grant’s lap. Yes, she could afford a f
