Ellie's Easter

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Summary

Ellie's Easter plans are about to change as the handsome and persistent Jack Miller appears, bringing with him, problems and feelings Ellie isn't prepared for. Ellie just wanted to plan a Easter Egg hunt and buy Easter Eggs for the children at the orphanage, but instead she got a date with the handsome and persistent Jack Miller, a storm, a fire, a break in and feelings she didn't ask for.

Genre:
Romance
Author:
C.J Albert
Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
7
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
16+

01 | the meeting

“Damn it! I’m one short.” Ellie whispered to herself as she stared into her shopping trolley. There was only nineteen Easter eggs, but she needed twenty.

Turning to look at the shelf beside her, she had the inane notion that if she stared hard enough the plain white shelf would no longer be empty but full of chocolate shaped eggs.

She knew she was being irrational, so with a sigh she turned away from the shelf and looked around for someone who worked in the only supermarket the small town of Havensborough had. It had all the necessities that you’d need, but if it didn’t, then you had to drive twenty minutes to get to the next town, Cloverhill, which had the closest (and biggest) shopping precinct around.

Ellie spotted a teenaged boy who was wearing a dark blue shirt with the shops logo on it. Approaching the boy she cleared her throat. “Hey, Anton, do you know if you have any more Easter eggs?” she questioned the tired looking blonde.

The boy looked at her apologetically and shook his head causing Ellie’s heart to sink to her stomach in disappointment, “No, sorry, Ellie. Those on the shelf were the last ones.”

With her shoulders sagged in disappointment, she looked up at the slightly taller boy and pouted, widening her light brown eyes as far as she could.

“Please, Anton, you must know where some are. You know why I need them.”

Ellie watched as his shoulders dropped as he sighed in resignation, his blue eyes scanned their surroundings and returned their gaze to hers. “I shouldn’t really tell you this because my boss would kill me if she found out I sent a customer to another shop, but I heard Mick’s still got some.”

Ellie felt her heart reverse back up to her chest. She then lunged at the boy and wrapped him up in a hug, nearly sending the poor, bewildered boy toppling down to the ground. Releasing him, she gave him the widest smile she could, and ran to the tills with her trolley, “Thanks, Anton. I owe you one!”

At the tills she paid for the chocolate eggs and ran out the store to her car, placed the chocolate in her boot and hopped into her seat and started driving towards Cloverhill.

Ten minutes into the drive she had to switch her window wipers on as it started pouring it down. The weather was hardly ever pleasant in Havensborough. It rained 90% of the time and either snowed the last 10% or they had sporadic spells of sunshine that was then interrupted by more rain.

During the rest of the drive, Ellie couldn’t help but admire the small town she grew up in and its beauty. The only bad thing was that you had to drive to Cloverhill to do most things, such as swimming, or going to the beach or even just buying new clothes. Havensborough was only a small town in the UK with a population of only 535 people where as Cloverhill was bigger and had a population of 9,675.

Mick’s was a shop owned by Mick Small, who was anything but small with his 6′2 height, and was just on the outskirts of Cloverhill. It catered to tourists that were passing through on the road that split Havensborough and Cloverhill apart.

Pulling into the shops car park, Ellie caught sight of the new hotel across the road that was sat on the outskirts of Havensborough.

She had heard that someone had built a hotel there, but this was the first time she’d seen it. Personally she thought it was a great idea to have one there as it brought in tourists and boosted the towns economy and wondered why no one had ever thought to build one there before.

Entering the shop, Ellie could instantly see where the Easter eggs where kept as there was a sign announcing where they were. She walked towards the shelves and noticed that there was only one egg left. Quickening her stride, she was about to reach for the egg when an arm shot out and took it. Outraged she turned towards the thief and shouted. “Hey! That’s mine, give it back, I saw it first!”

Childish? Yes. Did she care? No.

The Easter egg thief stumbled backwards and nearly fell to the floor but reached out an arm, the one not holding the egg, and caught the shelf that the egg was previously on. He regained his footing and looked down at Ellie in shock. Obviously he hadn’t seen her 5′5 frame until then.

He was handsome, Ellie’d give him that. He was tall, probably about 6ft if she had to guess, had a head full of brown hair, a neatly trimmed beard and was wearing a suit that was fitted and showed off his extraordinary body, but what startled her the most were his eyes. As soon as her gaze landed on them her mouth went dry. They were the most beautiful colour blue she’d ever seen and try as she might, she couldn’t tear her chocolate coloured eyes away. She only managed to when he opened his mouth.

“I guess what they say about redheads is true. They really do have quite the temper, it seems.” Amusement replaced the shock on his face.

Offended Ellie opened and closed her mouth several times before finally spitting out, “I beg your pardon? What gives you the right to say that? You don’t know me!” She could feel the heat crawling up her neck, no doubt the same shade as her hair, making her look like a bright red fire engine. How dare her say that about her! He didn’t know her. Yes, maybe at the moment she had a bit of a temper but that was only because she’d been so close to getting the sixteenth Easter egg she needed only for it to be snatched away from her.

“Whoa!” he raised his hands up in surrender, “I didn’t mean to offend you, I was just stating what I saw.” He flashed her a little grin, no doubt hoping it’d melt her heart like it probably did every other girl and, truth be told, if she weren’t so angry at him it might have worked on her as well.

Ellie took a deep breath, closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. There was no need to get angry at a stranger and embarrass herself. Opening her eyes she regarded him with a cool look on her face, “Yes, well, Mr Easter egg thief, next time don’t,” she told him.

His eyebrows rose at her change in tone and the nickname she’d bestowed upon him. “Okay, I won’t do it again.” he promised, “Now, what’s with the nickname? I’m pretty sure I didn’t steal this off of you.”

Ellie blinked at him knowing what he said was true and crossed her arms. “Yes, well I was going to get that Easter egg too.” she told him, “I need it. So if you’d be so kind as to hand it over, I’ll be on my way.” She reached out her hands and looked up at him expectantly.

“Why do you need it?” he asked her pulling it further away from her grasp.

Ellie sighed in frustration. She felt like stomping her feet but knew that’d make her look childish. “I need it,” she started, “because I only have fifteen, but I need sixteen so that there’s enough for the children at the orphanage to have one each.” She saw his eyebrows shoot up as soon as she said the word orphanage.

Havensborough Orphanage was the only orphanage in Havensborough, hence the name, and housed sixteen children, the oldest being thirteen. She’d been volunteering there since she was 16. It was a way to escape her home life at the time, but as she continued going, it went from being an escape to somewhere she went because she liked the children, enjoyed having fun with them, and the woman who ran it.

Cynthia Richards was a sweet old lady whose husband died ten years ago, but she didn’t let it stop her from doing what she loved, which was looking after the children. Ellie had come to love all the children, but there were two who she adored the most.

Oliver Thomas was an extremely happy six year old with brown hair, sparkling emerald green eyes and the sweetest dimpled smile she’d ever seen. He loved to sing and was ever so curious, always asking questions about one thing or another. Ellie had known him since he was two and he’d grown attached to her over the years.

The other child was Charlotte Jones. Ellie had known her since she was 9, but unlike little Oliver, Charlotte was not a happy child. She’d lost her parents in a tragic car accident when she was Oliver’s age and was the sole survivor, so she hadn’t always been at the orphanage. Ellie believed that Charlotte was an unhappy child because she knew what it was like to have parents and to have them ripped away from her at such an early age, especially because she witnessed it happen, made her angry at the world and the people on it. It had taken Ellie two years to get the blonde haired, blue eyed girl to warm up to her and knew she was the only person the now teenage girl trusted besides Cynthia.

“Oh,” said the man, bringing her out of her reminiscing. “well I’ll give it to you then.” H held the Easter egg out and eagerly, she reached for it, only for him to pull it back again. “On one condition, ” he carried on making Ellie fume as she watched a mischievous smile make its way onto his bearded face.

“What!” she demanded, throwing her hands up in the air in exasperation, “What could you possibly want?”

The smile grew as he answered, “I’ll give it to you, but you have to go on a date with me and when it’s over, then and only then, will I give it to you.”

Ellie blinked once. Twice. Three times before she comprehended what he’d just asked- no, demanded of her. She shook her head.

“You can’t be serious!” she shouted, “I don’t know you! For all I know you could be a psychopathic serial killer!”

“The name’s Jack Miller, I’m 21 and I’m a Gemini. Don’t believe me, go and ask Mick if I’m a ‘psychotic serial killer’ as you so nicely put it.” He gestured for her to go to Mick who was standing behind the counter, sorting out a stand pronouncing they had the new Starburst chewing gum.

Shooting him a suspicious look, Ellie asked Mick.

“Hey, Mick.” she gave him a small smile.

Mick stopped what he was doing. “Hey Ellie, what can I do for you?”

“Do you know who that guy is over there?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder at Jack who noticed and gave her a big grin that showed his perfectly straight teeth.

“Sure do.” He went back to sorting out the stand, “Name’s Jack Miller and he’s the owner of Miller Hotels, one of which is across the road.”

"He’s the owner of Miller Hotels?” she asked in bewilderment, “B-but he’s only 21!” Sputtering she shook her head. She couldn’t believe that the guy she was just talking to, was the owner of Miller Hotels, the biggest hotel chain in the world! He looked like your typical businessman, albeit more attractive than a normal one.

“Said his Father stepped down and handed the company over to him when he finished his degree last year.”

Shaking her head, Ellie thanked Mick before walking back to where Jack was standing, looking at the different variety of food that was in the food aisle.

“Fine,” she agreed, making him look up and put back the tin of tomatoes he was holding, “I’ll go on a date with you, but only because I promised the children at the orphanage the best Easter ever and I can’t give them that if a child doesn’t get an Easter egg.”

“Okay.” Nodding his head, Jack walked towards the tills to pay for the egg before walking Ellie out to her car.

Unlocking it she got into the passengers side and opened the glove compartment and received her notebook and a pen. Writing down her address, she ripped it out and handed it to him.

“Tomorrow, 6 O’clock.” she told him as she got out the passengers side of the car and walked round to the drivers side.

Jack watched her. “Yes, ma’am.” he replied, watching her close the door, start the car up and drive away.

Ellie let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding.

What a day! She only wanted to buy Easter eggs and instead she ended up one egg short and with a date with a stranger.

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