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putting on a show, then I wanted it to end as soon as possible. Aiden’s side of the bed was vacant. I could feel him close by and figured he was already in the shower.
    “Yes, of course, Miss… er , I mean, Jade .”
    I guessed it was going to take some time for him to get used to thinking of me as one of the family. Someone that he didn’t need to put a show on for. He turned back towards the trolley that he had somehow got into the room without me hearing. “I have tea if you prefer.”
    “Coffee will be great. Thanks,” I said, sitting up and plumping the pillows up behind me.
    “How do you take it?”
    “White with one.”
    He didn’t say anything more while he made my coffee, and I was glad when he turned around and handed me a mug. Yes, mug. At least that was one thing the Scotts must have liked about the Aussie way. We didn’t do teacups and, when it came to coffee, the bigger the mug, the better.
    I inhaled the aroma, hoping that it tasted as good as it smelt. Bernard just stood with his hands behind his back, staring at me, as if waiting for a tip, and I was pretty sure that people didn’t tip a butler. An awkward look lingered between us as I tried to work out why he was standing there, watching, waiting for something. I wished I could have just disappeared, but I was guessing that would seem a little rude. I took a sip, still trying to work out what was going on, and why I couldn’t hear Bernard’s thoughts. I hoped Aiden was going to come back soon to rescue me from the awkward situation.
    “Is everything to your satisfaction?” he asked.
    “It’s good. Thanks.” And I wasn’t just saying that because I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. The coffee was really good.
    He clasped his hands together in front of him. “Is there anything I can get you before I leave?”
    Was that what the awkwardness was all about? He was just waiting for me to take a sip? “No thank you,” I said, before taking another sip.
    “Very well.” He turned back to his trolley and pushed it out of the room.
    Aiden came strolling in just as Bernard was closing the door. He wore nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His smooth muscles were accentuated by remnants of the shower. “He makes a good coffee, doesn’t he?”
    “Yeah, he does,” I said, a little surprised that an English person could actually make something that remotely resembled it. They were known for their tea, not coffee. But it was one of the best coffees I’d ever tasted, which was actually saying something. Most people would think that the best coffee in the world would be in Italy, but they would be wrong. Apparently, Australia came out on top. In some ways, that wasn’t so surprising, considering Aussies were made up of every nationality around the world.
    I took another sip, savouring the sweet taste on my lips. God, I loved my coffee. “Oh, yeah, what’s the go with me not being able to hear his thoughts?” I asked, remembering how strange it was not to be able to hear someone’s thoughts, other than the next gens, of course.
    A smile spread across Aiden’s face.
    “What?” I asked, not getting what he found so amusing.
    “You must be blocking his thoughts from your mind,” he said.
    “Oh, great. I can’t even block my own damn thoughts, yet I’ve somehow learnt to block other people’s thoughts from mine.” That one I really didn’t need to learn as much as I needed to work out how to block my own thoughts from others like us. And if I was a betting girl, I would put a thousand on me not being able to pull that one off again if I tried.
    Aiden walked over to the sofa. He sat down, picked up what I presumed was a cup of coffee, and took a sip. I guessed Bernard got that one in without me seeing, too.
    “So what do you want to do today?” he asked casually. Considering I still hadn’t learnt to block my thoughts, I was sure he already knew what I was planning, but I guessed he must have wanted to hear me say