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I close my eyes and shake my head.
Fuck no. I can’t have her up here. Can’t I just make a clean getaway? It’s not like our paths have crossed back in Seattle. We don’t exactly run in the same circles; all we have in common is James.
My next words betray me. “Very well, Sergi,” I reply, knowing this is a mistake.
I hang up the phone, and in less than three minutes, there’s a knock at the door.
Nobody can access the penthouse suite without the code, or by the front desk.
I walk to the door, still aware I’m in my towel, but in her haste it didn’t give me time to change.
I open it, and she stands before me in a long green and white floaty dress, with her hair in loose waves, and her skin is glowing and lovely. I notice the sparkle of the pear-shaped diamonds in her ears. She’s so fucking beautiful.
“Ariana,” I say, motioning for her to come inside. “I’m sorry, you just caught me out of the pool.”
Should have fucking dressed. She eyes my body, and I look away from the impact of her stare.
“Uh, that’s okay. Sorry to barge in like this, but I didn’t want you to leave before I said goodbye.”
I cock an eyebrow at her as I pad to the kitchen.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“Just a soda water, please, if you have it.”
I go to the fridge and pour us both a glass with some ice.
I hand it to her, and she looks up at me with those big, blue eyes. Innocent ones I’ll never forget.
“Thank you for the beautiful gift,” she whispers. “They are amazing.”
She’s killing me.
“They look beautiful on you,” I state.
“Um, I need to talk to you about last night, about what happened…”
I hold up a hand. “Please, I already feel bad enough about that already. I should have apologized earlier and not drawn it out this long. I’m sorry if I did anything that was untoward or unwanted, Ariana. You have to believe that doing that wasn’t my intention.”
She stares at me for a second, and I have no idea what is going through her mind.
“Oh,” she says.
I frown. “What’soh?”
She looks down at her feet.
“Ariana,” I prompt.
Her eyes meet mine again, and she looks sad. For what reason, I don’t know.
I seem to just confuse the hell out of this poor girl, and now I’ve left her hanging.
Women.Sometimes I think I’ve worked them out, and other times I feel like a school kid again who knows nothing.
Yet here we are.
The trouble with this girl is, I care about her.She’s sweet. She’s kind. She’s everything I’m not.And while I wouldn’t intend on hurting her intentionally, it would be inevitable.
