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Fresh off the plane from Italy.
Tapestries in soft blues and greens hang from the walls, a vase of lilies sitting on the vanity.
I didn't even know I liked lilies until I saw the breathtaking arrangement.
This room is tranquil.
More than what I'm use to.
I smirk at the queen-sized bed.
They wish to appear respectful of my private quarters by not giving me a king-sized bed. But with a queen sized bed, there's still plenty of room should I decide to invite someone to join me.
Never going to happen.
But I have to admire their thoughtfulness.
The bed looks very inviting.
The large walk-in closet tells me one of them will want to play dress-up.
It wouldn't be the first time.
The "first" in this situation is being contracted under an entire family.
Father and son—sure.
But never a whole family.
Three couples and a single son.
Scheduled times—mornings, afternoons, and nights all belong to the Cullen family with the exception of Sundays.
That's my free day.
That's when I take a break from being the Cullen Companion.
Their paid companion.
I use the laptop that they gave me to log onto my schedule.
My week looks busy already.