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14
Snow
After Hunter left the club, I almost forgot about him entirely. He wouldn’t be coming anywhere near me with my new bodyguards surrounding me. For the first time since arriving, I could relax and let loose.
A lot of the questions were more daring than anything I had ever done before arriving at the resort, but I was enjoying myself and the naughtiness I felt when I could take another drink. “Never have I ever had a threesome.” A new experience for me, and I was excited for many more to come.
As I reached for another bottle of water from behind the bar, my bracelet almost slipped off my wrist. It had been a bit loose since I’d put it on, and I probably needed to adjust it at some point.
“Here you go, beautiful,” Jason said with a wink, handing me the bottle of water.
“Thank you,” I said softly. “For everything.”
“Like we keep telling you, your safety and well-being are our number one priorities. If you want that asshole out of the resort, just say the word—”
“Oh no,” she said, “I think he got the hint now.”
“Of course you would say that. You’re too fucking nice.”
Hunter had since returned and was now at the other end of the club with three women practically hanging off him. I glanced in his direction and pursed my lips. “I just don’t want to complicate things with my job, it might make it awkward at work if I cause any trouble, otherwise I wouldn’t care, you know? And besides, it looks like he found some women who actually appreciate his attention.”
“Hopefully so,” Jason muttered.
I could feel sweat beading up on my forehead. The club had become even more crowded as people continued to filter in and it was hard to move without bumping into someone. Especially with Gage, Reed and Jason watching my every move. Which I appreciated. But at the same time, I needed some air.
Jason had to help a customer at the bar, and Reed was still running the games. Gage was there, by my side, but his eyes were on Hunter.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and Rosie’s picture popped up on my screen. Worrying that something could have happened to my cat, I answered.
“Hey!” I shouted, but I couldn’t hear my best friend’s response. “One second, I’m just going to step outside.”
I headed for the door, pushing through the crowds of people as I tried to hear what Rosie was saying to me. I could make out a few words here and there, something about Petey, my rascal of a tabby cat, and that concerned me since he was known to eat everything under the sun, especially things he wasn’t supposed to like strings or anything dropped on the floor.
I pushed the doors open and stepped out into the cool, evening air. The noise from the club was still a bit distracting so I made a beeline for the quietest place I could think of nearby—the library.
“Hey, sorry, I was at the club. What’s going on with Petey?” I asked.
“He seems to be eating less than usual, though I swear I’ve been careful about keeping him away from plastic or anything with strings on it. I called a local vet and he said that it was likely just stress from you being gone, but I wanted to keep you updated just in case.”
My heart slowed a bit, knowing that my cat was in good hands and most likely the vet was right. “Yeah, Petey can be a bit sensitive,” I said. “There’s some packets you can put on his wet food, they’re in the pantry above the dry food.”
I didn’t make it to the library before stopping at the beautiful view from earlier. It was quiet and peaceful there, and now that I knew my cat was fine I could relax a bit.
I leaned against the banister and finished my call with Rosie. I was a little surprised that Gage wasn’t right behind me. Somehow, in my rush to leave the nightclub, I lost him.
It was getting late and I was tired. I thought about heading back to my cottage, but the view kept me there for a few moments longer. It was just so serene—far enough from the club to not hear the music. Most of the guests were over there anyway so it felt like I had the place to myself which is exactly what I needed.
My peaceful moment was interrupted with the sound of footsteps. My grip on the banister tensed as I prayed that when I turned around, I would find Gage, Reed or Jason, or even just a stranger. But I had a feeling I knew who would be there.
I glanced quickly over my shoulder before heaving the deepest of sighs.
“Hunter—”
“Bianca, can you just hear me out for a moment. Two minutes. That’s all I ask.”
I turned to face him, reminding myself that we still had to work together once we were back home, trying not to let the annoyance show on my face. Unless I wanted to literally run away, it was unlikely I would be getting out of the conversation. Besides, maybe if I listened to him, I could nip it in the bud for good and enjoy the rest of my vacation without my little shadow.
“Sure, two minutes, but my name is Snow. Please don’t call me Bianca again.”
