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Ella
What the fuckam I doing?
I can’t answer that question, because if I think too hard on what I’ve agreed to then I’ll have to declare myself insane. Yes, Owen helped me out when I was floundering in front of Blake and his new wife, but I didn’t ask for that. His actions also didn’t mean I owed him anything.
Yet, when I nearly lost myself in his cobalt eyes, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling obligated to help him as well.
His boss sounds like an ass for expecting his employees to have dates for work functions—especially out-of-town ones—but that’s not something I want to concern myself with. I’ve said yes to Owen and need to make myself presentable enough to attend a corporate mixer within the extremely limited timeframe he’s given me.
There’s a chance Owen won’t get me the dress on time and I can get out of this whole insane situation. Except something about the desperation in his pleas tells me that he’ll deliver the outfit in plenty of time. Plus, his confidence makes me believe he’s good at everything he does, like procuring clothes and…nope. I’m not going there.
I remind myself that I’m merely helping this man with a difficult situation like he did for me. After that, I never have to speak to him again. Owen said he really only needs me for tonight. The event couldn’t be that intolerable. Right?
I dial Rosa from my room since I didn’t see her when I sped through the hotel, and she answers on the first ring. “How can I help you, Ms. Danes?”
“I need a curling iron and makeup within the next ten minutes. I might be in the shower, so just come on in,” I say, because something tells me she’ll be in my room within five minutes.
“See you soon,” she replies before ending the call.
I’m stripped out of my swimsuit before I reach the shower and jump in without waiting for the water to warm. Time is not on my side here.
I rinse and have conditioner in my hair within seconds. I count to sixty and begin to rinse again. Just when I turn the shower off, I hear the door close.
Goosebumps are covering my skin from the partially cold shower, but I ignore them while I wrap a towel around me and go into the room. Rosa has brought an entire cart of beauty products.
“I think I love you,” I say and start combing through the drawers.
She laughs. “We have several of these on hand for situations like this. You’re welcome to use whatever you need. There are disposable makeup pads and brushes at the bottom. Just toss them when you’re done, and I’ll pick this up later.”
I nod and grab a few things I think I’ll be able to use, then kneel down to the bottom drawer.
Rosa clears her throat. “May I ask where you’re off to?”
I get back up, my hands full. “I’m not sure actually. I’m attending some corporate event with this guy I met earlier.”
She takes a step back. “Oh, it’s probably the Harrington mixer. All of the staff are talking about that one. Mr. Harrington flew a bunch of his employees here for a work retreat. I’m sure you’re going to have a great time.”
I hope she’s right. Though, while I’m grateful she was quick to get me what I needed, I can’t stand here and make small talk with her. I need to get ready. Not having my own things since I wasn’t planning to impress anyone while on vacation is only going to make the task more difficult.
Though, my thoughts have me nearly dropping the curling wand from my left hand. Am I trying to impress someone now? I don’t want to be.
Do I?
“Are you okay, Ms. Danes?” Rosa asks, her accent heavier and showing her concern for me.
I force a smile to my face before I turn toward the bathroom. “I’m just fine. I really appreciate you bringing everything to me.”
I set the newly acquired items on the counter. Then, without thinking, I drop my towel so I can put my underwear on. I hear Rosa gasp. Oops. I guess she didn’t expect to see my ass when she entered my room.
My only saving grace is I got fully waxed the morning before I caught Gavin cheating. I don’t have to worry about shaving my legs or anything else. Not that anything else should be a concern. I won’t be showing off my goods, because I’ve sworn off men for a while.
So, I keep saying, and also keep contradicting.
“Fucking fuck,” I mutter.
“Is there anything else I can get you, Ms. Danes?” Rosa calls. She’s no longer within my line of sight. I guess she didn’t want any other surprises.
“No. Thank you again,” I say, assuming she’ll show herself out of the room.
