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Her nose scrunched up and she sighed, “Oops, forgot that one. Maybe you should head up to the room before our last dinner.”
I swung my legs out and placed them onto the concrete. “I think I’ll pass. I’ll just order room service or something.”
She placed her hands on her hips and glared. “You are not passing tonight, young lady. It’s our last time together for a while. Besides, you’ve barely hung out with Peter and Claire.” Her arms reached down and pulled me to a stand. “I know that you are upset with Peter. I think everyone knows since the two of you barely have spent anytime together. But, I also think you should spend some time with Ethan since he’ll be coming to stay with us in a few months. He’s like family.”
“About that...” I bended over to grab my towel, then wrapped it around my waist. “Do you really think that’s such a great idea? And, how did you know about Peter?”
She reached up and pulled her glasses off. “Sophie, do you really think I couldn’t see how you felt about him over the years,” she answered easily as I tried to keep a subdued face. “I’m sorry. I had no idea Claire was coming. And as far as Ethan goes, you said you were fine with it. He really needs this, Sophie and I don’t want you and Austin staying alone when I’m off for business.”
“And, you think that a know-it-all seventeen year old guy is the answer? And what about Gran?”
“Sophie, please this is something I’m doing for an old friend and her son. It’s not the end of the world. Besides, I trust him and his mother implicitly. Now run up and get ready.” Her eyes shifted toward the hotel door. “Dinner is at seven.”
I rolled my eyes and slid past her. “Fine.”
Seven o’clock came and went, my mother long gone. I really was going to go down, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My mother was meeting up for a pre-cocktail gathering with her friends. I grabbed the remote and the menu on the side table and threw myself down onto the bed. I clicked on the television and had just been about to call in my hamburger order when the chime of a bell rang out.
I hopped out of bed and tied the strings to my sweat shorts tighter. I approached the door, peeking through the peep hole. Oh, my god, Peter! Peter, my perfect taken Peter was on the other side of the door. Looking for me! Why? I reminded myself that I’d known him forever and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Feeling the hurt build up inside of my chest, I decided that I really hated the name Claire and I also really needed to move on.
“Sophie, I know you’re in there,” he said, tapping on the door again.
I took a deep breath just as I’d twisted the knob to open the door. “Hey.”
His eyes glanced at my body from head to toe making me feel a little twinge of happiness. Wondering if he’d liked what he saw? Briefly thinking maybe he ditched her to come see me.
“Nice nose. Is this what you’re wearing to dinner?”
I opened the door wider and gestured for him to come in. I felt a little off balance as he strolled past me. I’d replayed that kiss a million times, and I still hadn’t been sure what happened. “I thought I’d take a pass tonight.”
He whirled to face me. “I’m not allowing you to pass on dinner...so get dressed.”
I closed my eyes briefly. “Did my mother send you up to get me?”
“I volunteered,” he said, walking into my room and opened my suitcase. “Come on, Soph, what’ll it
Her nose scrunched up and she sighed, “Oops, forgot that one. Maybe you should head up to the room before our last dinner.”
I swung my legs out and placed them onto the concrete. “I think I’ll pass. I’ll just order room service or something.”
She placed her hands on her hips and glared. “You are not passing tonight, young lady. It’s our last time together for a while. Besides, you’ve barely hung out with Peter and Claire.” Her arms reached down and pulled me to a stand. “I know that you are upset with Peter. I think everyone knows since the two of you barely have spent anytime together. But, I also think you should spend some time with Ethan since he’ll be coming to stay with us in a few months. He’s like family.”
“About that...” I bended over to grab my towel, then wrapped it around my waist. “Do you really think that’s such a great idea? And, how did you know about Peter?”
She reached up and pulled her glasses off. “Sophie, do you really think I couldn’t see how you felt about him over the years,” she answered easily as I tried to keep a subdued face. “I’m sorry. I had no idea Claire was coming. And as far as Ethan goes, you said you were fine with it. He really needs this, Sophie and I don’t want you and Austin staying alone when I’m off for business.”
“And, you think that a know-it-all seventeen year old guy is the answer? And what about Gran?”
“Sophie, please this is something I’m doing for an old friend and her son. It’s not the end of the world. Besides, I trust him and his mother implicitly. Now run up and get ready.” Her eyes shifted toward the hotel door. “Dinner is at seven.”
I rolled my eyes and slid past her. “Fine.”
Seven o’clock came and went, my mother long gone. I really was going to go down, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My mother was meeting up for a pre-cocktail gathering with her friends. I grabbed the remote and the menu on the side table and threw myself down onto the bed. I clicked on the television and had just been about to call in my hamburger order when the chime of a bell rang out.
I hopped out of bed and tied the strings to my sweat shorts tighter. I approached the door, peeking through the peep hole. Oh, my god, Peter! Peter, my perfect taken Peter was on the other side of the door. Looking for me! Why? I reminded myself that I’d known him forever and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Feeling the hurt build up inside of my chest, I decided that I really hated the name Claire and I also really needed to move on.
“Sophie, I know you’re in there,” he said, tapping on the door again.
I took a deep breath just as I’d twisted the knob to open the door. “Hey.”
His eyes glanced at my body from head to toe making me feel a little twinge of happiness. Wondering if he’d liked what he saw? Briefly thinking maybe he ditched her to come see me.
“Nice nose. Is this what you’re wearing to dinner?”
I opened the door wider and gestured for him to come in. I felt a little off balance as he strolled past me. I’d replayed that kiss a million times, and I still hadn’t been sure what happened. “I thought I’d take a pass tonight.”
He whirled to face me. “I’m not allowing you to pass on dinner...so get dressed.”
I closed my eyes briefly. “Did my mother send you up to get me?”
“I volunteered,” he said, walking into my room and opened my suitcase. “Come on, Soph, what’ll it
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