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Unknown number: Bella, it’s me Javier. I have a little confession for you. While you were sleeping I tried to call myself on your phone, the new one, but it was locked. Please don’t suspect me. I did this only because I want to see you again very much.
Javier: This is me and I’m begging you to answer me. I found this other phone and was able to call from this one. Maybe you are ready to see me again? Is your good man angry? I would be in a fury. But you did not promise him. We can be together now while he is not there.
Javier: Here is my news: I am starting a movie. Yes. Filming starts in two weeks in Mexico and I will be there for many months. Can I fly to you my Bella? I do not want to stay at this lodge but I will give them a few more days.
Javier: Please Bella. We will have nothing but good times I promise you.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
By the time I walked into the bar at the Inn at the Fifth to meet Peter, my mind was whirling and in a million places.
He stood up as I approached him. “Can I buy you a drink, Sally?”
“Sure, thanks. Pick a good red for me—I’m all out of decisions.”
“Of course.” His mouth turned up.
With drinks in hand, we moved off to a little table with comfortable chairs. I sank into one and sipped from my glass. A pinot noir.
“Did something happen?” Peter gazed at me with narrowed eyes.
I blew out a breath. “Oh, a man I met while road-tripping over here wants to come visit me. I hadn’t realized he managed to get my cell number. It’s thrown me off. Meeting him, um, ended my friendship with someone I care about back home.”
Peter leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs. “Are you friend-zoning me already?”
“I’m a straightforward person.” I leaned forward slightly. “And you, I think, are not.”
He smiled a little, staring back into my eyes. “Oh, I don’t know. I like having casual friendships, between mature adults.”
“I see.” Butterflies were fluttering in my nether regions. The man was an Adonis. His cool reserve was appealing—very different from anyone I’d been involved with before.
Yet, Javier was in my mind. He seemed so much simpler in every way, and fiery and fun. I took another drink to distract myself.
“I heard you telling Layla about Kate and Antonio today.”
“Yes, I sensed your ears burning with my salacious gossip—but how could I blame you? I probably would have had my ear to the wall. What do you think? Have I set myself up for a diva brawl?”
“Hmm, probably,” he said. “And Layla took the room?”
“She did. I think she plans on having the football team hang out to guard her from Antonio.”
“He’s more interested in Dillan.”
“Huh. Didn’t he put the moves on you?”
“Kate already had.”
“I don’t know about all this. I hired a young housekeeper today, with rainbow hair and facial piercings, and it was like I’d brought a rabbit into a den of wolves. Oh, sweet Jesus, what if she’s a minor—I forgot to check. I’d place her at more like twenty-eight, but you never know.”
“How old are you?” His finger touched mine on the table and a jolt of electricity shot into me.
“You know, I feel about fifty. How old do you think I am?”
The smile increased a notch on his face. He was a game player. I repressed a sigh—teasing is all well and good but I don’t always have the patience. He did do it charmingly.
“Not a minor, barely. Twenty-one?”
“Do I look like such a baby?” I actually thought the dark hair aged me a bit, in a glamorous way.
