Meeting Mr Write: Mr Write Trilogy Book One

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start! My tummy rumbles and I check my phone.
    “Pip it’s almost twelve. Do you fancy a bite?”
    “Yeah ok Rosie, will Mr Sony be joining us?” She sarcastically refers to my laptop, “You’ve been tapping away all morning.”
    “How would you bloody know? You’ve been snoring your head off.”
    She laughs and I put Mr Sony down under my towel and head into the pool. We’re eating at the pool bar…well, we are on holiday!
    After lunch I decide to go up to the room to write. I love the sun but it’s the middle of the day and it’s almost unbearably hot, air conditioning and a cold Fanta are required. Pippa has decided to go to the seven eleven near the hotel. She wants hydro cortisone cream because she’s been bitten by a mosquito…one bite, compared to my fifty! Ok I actually only have about eight but they itch like crazy.
    When whirlwind Carvalho bursts into the room about an hour later she is like a kid at Christmas.
    “Rosetta Alvez, I would be delighted if you would accompany me on a double date this evening!” I look at her like she has completely lost it, “I bumped into Sven and Sebastian, The shexy shvedes from last night.” She’s gone a bit Sean Connery, the girl is mad! “They want to take us out, dinner then party, and then who the hell knows what!” She shimmies and bites her lip, excited at the prospect of ticking Sweden off her world map of conquests.
    “Pip babe, I’m kind of on a roll…you go. I’m sure you can handle the both of them, but take your phone!” I give my best friend the ‘be careful’ look that she knows all too well.
    “Ahh Rosie,” She tries to sound disappointed at the idea of going it alone, but I know her too well. “Well, if you’re sure!” and with a wink she grabs me and pulls me off my bed. “Pool bar!”
     
    ***
     
    Jackson
    “Pippa, it’s wonderful to see you again. Where’s the lovely Rosie?”
    I bump into Pippa walking in the opposite direction to me, with two young blonde guys that look completely lost in her company.
    “Hi Jackson,” she kisses me on the cheek, “Rosie is back at the hotel. It would seem she found some inspiration!” She smiles at me in a way that tell me that she thinks I’ve had something to do with it.
    “You mean to tell me you’re taking care of those two boys all alone? I don’t know whether to be jealous of them or worried for their safety,” I feel it’s actually a little of both.
    “Ha! The latter Mr James!” Pippa laughs and I don’t doubt that she’s right.
    “I’ll leave you to your evening Pippa. Oh by the way, where are you staying? Just out of travel writer’s interest!” I can’t help but smile,
    “Oh of course Mr James,” that grin again “Pakasai Resort, I’m sure you know it! Night Jackson.”
    I do know it. I may just have to stop by, in the interest of gathering information of course.
     

Seven
     
    Rosie
    “Hello?” I answer the phone in the hotel room.
    “Miss...A man in reception for you.” The English is broken but understandable, certainly better than my Thai.
    “A man... For me?”
    “Yes Miss. You come down.” I think that was a question but it sounds like an order.
    “Yes ok.”
    Oh god…oh god! It’s him I know it.
    He’s just the right amount of arrogant to turn up at my hotel. How on earth did he know I was staying here? Oh god…I look a bloody mess!
    I do the best that I can in just less than ten minutes, and head down to the lobby. I have on a short sundress, I’ve pulled my hair into a high pony tail and quickly applied some mascara, Vaseline and blusher, and I’m done…I think!
    “Mr James, are you stalking me?” I try to sound calm but then he smiles, making my stomach and everything below it clench delightfully.
    “I bumped into Pippa, and she said you were all alone. I thought you could use some company, and maybe some more of that inspiration that I’m so good at delivering?” He twists his mouth to the side in a cocky display of

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