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“Here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to stop worrying about it. Completely.”
“How do I do that?”
“You’ve always opened yourself up to love and relationships, hell, you’ve built a career out of it. Open up to Kaan.”
“And I always screw it up one way or another as well.” I huff good-naturedly at my best friend. “Apparently I have baggage.”
“Yeah, you do!”
“Thanks for that.”
“It’s notyouwho screws it up… it just didn’t work. And you can’t be scared of what might happen tomorrow, or next year or never. Push away those fears and just go get some!”
“Ginger!”
Ginny shakes her head, her eyes filled with determination. “Margaret! I’m just saying… you’re on holiday! You’re in the most incredible city in the world. And waiting for you outside that door is a guy who might just be the love of your life. Just go into this with no fear and no regrets.”
I repeat the words back at her. A mantra if you will. “No regrets.”
“But right now, you need to get up and save that sweet ass of his. Leyla has him in her sights and she takes no prisoners! I’m telling you; he looks like he’s ready to make a break for the Bulgarian border!”
“Oh dear.”
Ginny moans as she hauls herself off the bed. “Oh my God, I forgot how comfortable this bed is.”
“Let’s stay here then, just the two of us. We can order pizza and—”
“Kebabs, my darling. Don’t forget where we are.”
“So, we’ll order kebabs and watch old movies and talk.”
“You’ve got five minutes, or you’ll be spending the evening on the Bosphorus in nothing more than that skimpy towel and a smile!” She waves goodbye and disappears back out the door.
I pull myself up, drop the towel and get ready. Braiding the top of my hair into a crown I scoop the rest of it up into a messy chignon. I slip into the bustier and skirt and stare at myself critically in the mirror as I do my makeup.
What do I think is really going on with Kaan?
He tells me he likes me, loves me, even, that we havepotential,but I need to be smart and a smart woman knows that falling in love with a rock star is a very bad idea.
As I put on my mascara, I start rattling off all the reasons why Kaan and I can’t be together to my reflection.
“He’s famous. You don’t do famous. He’s arrogant. So arrogant that you want to strangle him at times! And he’s too bloody good looking for his own good.”
With a final swish of the mascara brush, I remind myself, “But maybe, just maybe, Ginny is right. It’s time to live my life with no regrets.”
Applying my lipstick, I smile before poking my tongue out at my reflection. “Just be smart, Meg. Everyone knows what a hound dog Kaan is!”
“Woof!”
Startled, I turn around to find Kaan leaning against the doorway, like he’s posing for fecking GQ. In a black shirt and suit, his arms are crossed over his broad chest, his usually unruly hair is combed off his face, controlled by what I imagine is one hell of a lot of product and his stubble is well-groomed, giving me a glimpse of that dimple that makes me crazy. Damn it, he looks amazing!
My heart leaps into my throat as he pushes himself off the doorway and gives me a crooked smile. His eyes run appreciatively down the length of my body, taking me in slowly from head to toe. “I was wondering what was taking you so long, and here you are talking to yourself in the mirror.”
I slip into my heels and smooth down my skirt. “Sorry, I was thinking.”
“You look—” He scoops me up into his arms and before I have a chance to think, his lips are on mine. “—stunning.”
He pulls away slightly, but I’m on my tiptoes and kiss him again.No regrets.
