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He looks at me unsure.
“You know what. Can you cancel the massage? I’m notfeeling too good. Wouldn’t want to pass anything on.”
“Certainly. Can I fetch you any room service?”
I smile. “Nowthatyou can do.”
Feeling pretty pleased with myself, I start running the gigantic bath, having ordered as much food as I can off the menu. I’m not hungry, yet I found it necessary to order one of everything, just in case something took my fancy.
Might as well enjoy this.
Dean still isn’t here. He has fifteen minutes until he’s been gone two hours. I’ve kept my eye on the clock. As much as it paralysed me with happiness, he still gave me his surname without me knowing. I feel petty enough to hold it against him, even if he strolls in here one minute late, he’ll know about it.
Tick tock, Mr Carter.
I hear my phone ring from the bedroom. “Hello,” I answer, removing my shoes and socks, sat on the edge of the bed.
“Babe.”
I look at the clock. “You have thirteen minutes to get in this room.”
There’s a moment of silence. “Or?” he asks suggestively.
“Or I take it back.”
“Take what back?”
“Nothing,” I quickly say. “Where are you?”
“Just parked your crappy Fiesta.”
“My crappy what now?” Twelve minutes.
“I’m buying you a new car. That thing’s too small.”
My lips stretch. “Really?”
“Yes. No complaints.” Right. “How was the massage?” he asks.
I move the phone away from my ear, putting him on loudspeaker, dropping it to the bed. I push down my leggings and knickers, feeling an odd sensation as I look to the massive windows. It’s like the world could be watching, but for somereason, I don’t care. “Didn’t go.”
“Oh,” he says disappointedly.
“Mrs Carter didn’t feel up to it.” I hear him take in a breath. “Figured you can do it for free, if you ever get here, that is.”
“I’m working on that.”
“You have,” I look at the time on my phone, “eleven minutes.”
“It will take me longer than that to get there.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have booked somewhere with no parking.” I hear his teeth click in frustration.
I walk into the bathroom.
“Sounds good, doesn’t it?” he says.
“What?”
