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Amber screamed. I dropped the bikini I’d been holding up and ran to our connecting doors. She was standing in front of her black leather carry-on shoulder tote, with her hands over her mouth.
“What is it?” I rushed over to her trembling side and stared down into the open bag. “Is that Tolstoy’sWar and Peace? Wow, shug.”
“It’s not—that’s not…”
I glanced again. There appeared to be a man’s shirt rolled up, a pair of socks, and flip-flops way too large for Amber’s feet. “Oh.”
“I have the wrong bag.” Her face crumpled into a tearful frown.
“Okay. Is there a tag or something with a phone number?”
She collapsed on the bed. “You don’t understand. This is a disaster.”
“I’d call it annoying, I don’t know about a disaster. Oh, here we go…Mario Ferdinand. Huh. Do you think it was that rude guy, with the glasses?”
“Oh, my God. I can’t believe this is happening.” She fell on her side and curled up into a ball.
“What am I missing?”
“I can’t say it. It’s too embarrassing.”
Clucking my tongue, I picked up her phone. “Unlock your phone for me. I’ll see if he’s called.”
“Five Five Six Five Five. Look for me. I’m going to die right here on this bed.”
I bit my bottom lip while I typed his number into her phone. “Come on now. Tell me and have done with it.”
Amber squeaked. “I can’t. Maybe he won’t see it? Except it was right on top with some bras and underwear—oh my God. I’m gonna die.”
With my back to her, I hit call. “Hi, is this Mario?”
“Hello,” he said, in a sultry voice.
“Oh, no,” Amber yelped. “Sally, hang up that phone.”
“Hey,” I said, stepping through the connecting door into my room then closing and locking it, right before Amber started jerking on the handle. “There’s been a bag mix-up. Do you have Amber’s black satchel with you?”
“I do,” he said, in a normal voice. “She has, um, some personal items in here I’m sure she’s missing.”
“That’s it. Can you have a drink with us tonight? We’re at Caesar’s.”
“Yes, ma’am. Meet around eight?”
“Sounds good.”
“Hey, and tell Amber I put extra batteries in her bag. I want her to be well taken care of.”
“Bye, Mario.”
“Tootles.”
I unlocked the door. Amber stood on the other side with a hand over her eyes. “You know what, I can live without that bag. The iPad, expensive undergarments, collection of my favorite makeup—so what? I’ll buy new things. Some day.”
“Amber.”
“What?”
“Your vibrator turned him on. He’s probably cuddling with it right now.”
