Husband With Benefits
Chapter 216: A Gift

Chapter 216: A Gift

"I got you a surprise gift!" Dora hurriedly climbed onto the bed determined to wake Eleanora up immediately as she held her hand and shook her. Nora opened her eyes groggily, disoriented and tried to understand what the exuberant little girl was saying.

Dora who was bursting with excitement, quickly noticed that her sister was awake and giving the girl no time to think, she quickly started to pull her hand," Come on, come on! You have to see this quickly."

Nora, now fully awake, caught Dora in her arms and pulled the little girl into her lap as she snuggled," Nah! You are quite a gift too. I’ll see what you got later, first you have to hug me for a while."

Dora, immensely pleased with her sister’s hug but not ready to show it, made a face and said, "You are such a baby, stealing hugs and all. I’ll hug you later, come on, let’s go!"

Eleanora smiled as the little girl’s thin arms tightened around her, even as she protested the hug and answered," I don’t want to go yet. Let me sleep some more while I hug a sweet little pillow like you."

Dora giggled at this, enjoying her sister’s doting but shook her head, " No no. My gift can’t wait that long. And besides if grandmother was to find out... you have to come now."

Falling back on to her back, with Dora still in her arms, Eleanora sighed," I am not getting up. You can get the girl here. We’ll unwrap the present in bed today."

"No! You have to get up."

"I am not getting up."

"Get up."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

Dora pouted at her older sister, totally angry that her sister would not listen to her and quickly stood up, "Fine! You are a very lazy girl. I got you a present when you don’t get me anything ever. And instead of saying thank you... I’ll go get the present. Next time when you get me a present, I am going to do the same. Also, don’t get me any random present. I want the scooter, you know. The kind everyone has...like the skateboard but with bicycle handles. Got it? When you get that for me, I will also laze around in the bed and refuse to come out to see it."

Eleanora laughed and watched the little girl race away, her pigtails bouncing behind her. Of all the people in the Sterling family, the person she liked the most was little Isidora. This is how young sisters should be. Cute and cuddly. Not like Sara...

As Eleanora closed her eyes, ready to pretend for Dora that she’d fallen back to sleep, the smile on her face suddenly stiffened. Who was Sara?

However, before she could think too much on that an enigmatic voice spoke," Are you sure you want to unwrap me in bed, princess?"

Eleanora’s eyes snapped open and she looked at the man standing there, leaning against the doorframe. Her eyes widened in shock at the unexpected appearance and she was pretty sure that she looked like a complete lunatic.

"What are you doing here?" Her cheeks flushed crimson and she quickly sat up in bed as she tried to process. Was she still in some kind of a weird dream? She had not been able to sleep peacefully because this man had taken over her dreams and now he was appearing at the door of her bedroom.

She watched as his eyes roved over her slowly and realized that she was only in her flimsy nightgown... Pulling the blanket to her chin, she tapped the back of the bed and called out," What are you doing here?"

"Dora said that you wanted to unwrap me in bed. So here I am? Where would you like me to get on... I mean which side..."

Her sleep-fried brain finally started to work and she incredulously asked him," You are my present?"

"And your past and future..." The man said, totally confusing her.

Seeing her look, the man could only smile as he said," I’m just playing with you, Princess Eleanora. Princess Dora asked me to come here to help you design a wall of indoor garden plants. I’ll wait downstairs for you."

Nora watched the man turn and leave while she buried her face between her hands. What sort of luck did she have to always end up making a fool of herself in front of this man? How was she supposed to know that Dora would get her a man as a present.

"Well, he does make a good gift... and unwrapping him might be a fun too", a sinister little voice spoke in her head, even providing images for her encouragement...

Shaking her head to get rid of her dirty thoughts, Eleanora quickly raced to the washroom to freshen up and face the music while reminding herself that the man was not her gift but his excellent gardening services...

"Services...mmm that would be nice. Did you know that the women in Victorian referred to their s*x life with gardening examples..."

Eleanora rolled her eyes at the voice and was tempted to bang her head against the wall. What was she supposed to do with her naughty self? And why did that side seem to like the gardener so much? She was even lusting over him and providing her with dirty images...

"Hey! I am you. You are the one who wants to use the gardener... Not me... I’m just telling you what your subconscious likes. Don’t blame the messenger..."

Focus. She needed plants. She already had something in mind but it would be good if the man could help her create that. She had seen his work and it really was good so maybe he would be able to bring her imagination to life...

"Which imagination are we talking about? The interesting one or the boring one?" the voice piped up...

The boring one of course, Eleanora snapped at herself before facepalming herself and reminding that getting plants was also interesting... and not boring. Also she did not want anything to do with the gardener...

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