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Later that morning, I discovered my luggage in my room. All of it. Including my purse. And my phone.
The first thing I did was check for messages. There were over twenty. All of them were from Sidonie. Sitting on the bed, I listened to the first and the last and didn’t bother with any in between. She was freaking out, didn’t know why I wasn’t answering her calls, and, as of last night, was on her way to Spain.
Ohthankgod!
I checked the clock. By now she was probably sleeping in a hotel somewhere or enjoying a hot cup of coffee.
Risking waking her, I dialed her number. She answered on the first ring.
“Kendall!” she screamed into the phone, the volume almost splitting my eardrum. “Ohmygod! I was really worried. I’ve been calling you for days. Why the hell didn’t you answer?”
“Long story,” I said, grinning so hard my cheeks hurt. God, it was great just hearing her voice. She sounded so close. “Where are you?”
“I’m at the Weston in Cadiz. How did your date go? Where are you?”
“I’m at Ramos’s house, on the shore somewhere.”
“Oooh. You stayed overnight? Things must’ve gone well! I have Señor Ramos’s address. It isn’t far from here. I’ll come and pick you up whenever you’re ready to go. No hurry, though.”
She was on her way!
The nightmare was over. Over!
I’d survived.
Forgetting about my twisted ankle and my sore ass, I jumped to my feet. Neither hurt as I scrambled to the bathroom. “I’m ready to go today. Now.” I grabbed my toothbrush. “How soon can you get here?”
“A half hour?” she said.
A half hour! Thirty minutes! I would be out of here in thirty minutes! Halleluiah!
“But are you sure you want to leave so soon?” she asked.
“Absolutely certain. I’ll be ready to go in a half hour.” I tucked my phone between my cheek and shoulder to free up my hand. I squeezed some toothpaste onto my toothbrush. “Thanks for coming for me.”
“Of course! I’m sorry I couldn’t fly out with you like we’d planned. We’re still going to do the touristy stuff, aren’t we? I mean, I’m here a few days late, but we still have time. That is, unless you wanted to spend that time with someone else…”
“Of course I want to spend the rest of the time with you! I can’t wait!”
“So, you didn’t say, how’d the date go? Will you be seeing him again this week?”
I turned sideways and lifted the robe, pulling one side of my panties down. An angry red mark marred my creamy white skin. “I’ll tell you later. I’m going to let you go so I can get dressed. I just woke up.”
“Okay. See you soon.”
The phone line went dead and I launched into action, washing my face, brushing my teeth, and doing what I could with my makeup and hair. The shower would wait until I was out of this hellhole and safe. Before dressing (in my own clothes) I checked my bottom in the mirror. The marks had faded a tiny bit, but they still looked bad. That sadistic bastard had hit me hard.
Thirty minutes flew by, and then I was dragging my suitcase down the hall, silently saying sayonara to everything I passed. My purse flopped against my hip as I walked.
When I turned the corner toward the main entry, something big darted out of a darkened doorway. That big thing turned out to be Kace Ramos.
“I’m leaving,” I informed him, avoiding eye contact. I didn’t want to look in his eyes. I didn’t want to see if he was sad or angry or glad to see me go. Instead, I looked down at my handbag. It was a lot safer but not as interesting.
“Yes, I see you are leaving. Adios , Kendall.”
He’d said my name.
My gaze jerked to his eyes. I tried to stop it, but I couldn’t.
They were dark and full of stormy emotion. I became instantly swept up in the roiling, intense emotions in his gaze. And for the briefest moment I considered calling Sidonie back and asking her to come tomorrow instead. But then I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, and the pain on
Later that morning, I discovered my luggage in my room. All of it. Including my purse. And my phone.
The first thing I did was check for messages. There were over twenty. All of them were from Sidonie. Sitting on the bed, I listened to the first and the last and didn’t bother with any in between. She was freaking out, didn’t know why I wasn’t answering her calls, and, as of last night, was on her way to Spain.
Ohthankgod!
I checked the clock. By now she was probably sleeping in a hotel somewhere or enjoying a hot cup of coffee.
Risking waking her, I dialed her number. She answered on the first ring.
“Kendall!” she screamed into the phone, the volume almost splitting my eardrum. “Ohmygod! I was really worried. I’ve been calling you for days. Why the hell didn’t you answer?”
“Long story,” I said, grinning so hard my cheeks hurt. God, it was great just hearing her voice. She sounded so close. “Where are you?”
“I’m at the Weston in Cadiz. How did your date go? Where are you?”
“I’m at Ramos’s house, on the shore somewhere.”
“Oooh. You stayed overnight? Things must’ve gone well! I have Señor Ramos’s address. It isn’t far from here. I’ll come and pick you up whenever you’re ready to go. No hurry, though.”
She was on her way!
The nightmare was over. Over!
I’d survived.
Forgetting about my twisted ankle and my sore ass, I jumped to my feet. Neither hurt as I scrambled to the bathroom. “I’m ready to go today. Now.” I grabbed my toothbrush. “How soon can you get here?”
“A half hour?” she said.
A half hour! Thirty minutes! I would be out of here in thirty minutes! Halleluiah!
“But are you sure you want to leave so soon?” she asked.
“Absolutely certain. I’ll be ready to go in a half hour.” I tucked my phone between my cheek and shoulder to free up my hand. I squeezed some toothpaste onto my toothbrush. “Thanks for coming for me.”
“Of course! I’m sorry I couldn’t fly out with you like we’d planned. We’re still going to do the touristy stuff, aren’t we? I mean, I’m here a few days late, but we still have time. That is, unless you wanted to spend that time with someone else…”
“Of course I want to spend the rest of the time with you! I can’t wait!”
“So, you didn’t say, how’d the date go? Will you be seeing him again this week?”
I turned sideways and lifted the robe, pulling one side of my panties down. An angry red mark marred my creamy white skin. “I’ll tell you later. I’m going to let you go so I can get dressed. I just woke up.”
“Okay. See you soon.”
The phone line went dead and I launched into action, washing my face, brushing my teeth, and doing what I could with my makeup and hair. The shower would wait until I was out of this hellhole and safe. Before dressing (in my own clothes) I checked my bottom in the mirror. The marks had faded a tiny bit, but they still looked bad. That sadistic bastard had hit me hard.
Thirty minutes flew by, and then I was dragging my suitcase down the hall, silently saying sayonara to everything I passed. My purse flopped against my hip as I walked.
When I turned the corner toward the main entry, something big darted out of a darkened doorway. That big thing turned out to be Kace Ramos.
“I’m leaving,” I informed him, avoiding eye contact. I didn’t want to look in his eyes. I didn’t want to see if he was sad or angry or glad to see me go. Instead, I looked down at my handbag. It was a lot safer but not as interesting.
“Yes, I see you are leaving. Adios , Kendall.”
He’d said my name.
My gaze jerked to his eyes. I tried to stop it, but I couldn’t.
They were dark and full of stormy emotion. I became instantly swept up in the roiling, intense emotions in his gaze. And for the briefest moment I considered calling Sidonie back and asking her to come tomorrow instead. But then I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, and the pain on
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