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stand there, nodding like a fool, and watch her walk away. And I can’t stop wondering the entire time she’s gone – what in the hell does she have to be so nervous about? Breaking my heart and running? Or finally admitting she wants me?

 
     
    By the time my massage is done, my body feels completely relaxed while my head feels more confused than ever.
    I truly had no idea I was so stressed out until Chase’s hands were on mine this morning, immediately erasing all the anger I had so quickly stored up when our plane arrived in Napa.
    I’m not being fair to him and I know it. I’m still upset that he trapped me here, although who am I kidding? If I really wanted to leave, I could have called a cab and had it take me to the nearest open airport in San Francisco. I could have been on a plane late last night, or at a hotel far away from Chase and his ridiculous plot to get me alone with him. I could have demanded a separate room. So why didn’t I?
    The question has been in the front of my mind since I stepped into the gorgeous hotel room and realized all the work he put into our weekend trip.
    But I have more than just losing my job to deal with. I swallow the lump in my throat at the thought. My anger at Chase and planning to help Nicole with her wedding has temporarily made me forget about all the other bullshit going on in my life, but being alone this morning has given me the time to solely focus on all my fears all over again. I don’t have to return my doctor’s phone calls to know what she’s going to say. I’ve known it’s been coming for years.
    I close my eyes, letting the pressure of the water beat down on me.
    He wants all of me for one week, but what he doesn’t realize is that I have always given everything I have to him. I just don’t have anything more to give. He looks at me as if he can see something in me that simply isn’t there. I can give him this week because maybe if he finally sees me for who I truly am, he’ll finally realize that I can never give him what he wants.
    I step out of the shower dressed only in my towel and grab a bottle of wine from the wine fridge in the kitchen. The best part about this weekend? Free, fabulous tasting wine from the local wineries. I smile as the fruity and smooth texture of the Riesling wine hits my tongue and slides down my throat.
    I pick up my cell phone and type out a text to Nicole.
     
    I’m so pissed at you for your part in this weekend. Thanks a lot.
     
    I add a smiley face so she knows I’m just giving her a hard time. I’m upset, but I had it coming to me.
     
    Nic: Payback is a bitch, yeah? :-)
     
    I smile, knowing she’s talking about when Zack and Nic first met and I gave Zack her address and phone number as soon as he showed an interest her. I knew from the beginning he’d be good for her, even if it only led to a short-term fling to get her moving on from the loss of her family.
    She’s probably been plotting her revenge for over two years. Payback is mostly definitely a bitch.
    I sigh when I spot the hot tub on our private terrace. If I’m going to stay here this weekend, I’m determined to enjoy it and push the rest of my problems to the back of my mind until I absolutely have to face them.
    I’m in the middle of tying my bikini top behind my back when I hear the door to our suite open and then close. Chase is at my doorway in seconds and then freezes immediately.
    His eyes go hazy looking for a second as he just stands there, watching me wearing my short pajama shorts and a half-on bikini top that is really nothing more than a couple triangles and a few pieces of string.
    I smile at him, looking at him over my shoulder. “Are you going to stand there staring at me, or do you want to help me put this on?”
    He grins devilishly and takes a few steps closer. I turn around and hold out the strings for him behind my back but he doesn’t take them. Instead he leans over me – more like towers over me – and brings his lips