said, you’re stuck with me,” I tease shrugging my shoulders trying to lighten the mood.
He leans over and plants a soft, gentle kiss on the spot of my chest where I placed his large hand. “There’s no one that I’d rather be stuck with. My biggest regret’s that I didn’t talk to you after your medical school graduation ceremony. Maybe I’d saved myself a lot of shit years.”
“Speaking of medical school graduation ceremonies… when do I get the story on that one?” I ask.
At that moment, the flight attendant interrupts us to remove our glasses and inform us that we’re about to take off.
I flash Colin a “saved by the bell” look and he just sheepishly shrugs. I’ll get the story from him one day.
Chapter Two
WE ARRIVE at our hotel a little after five in the evening. I’m exhausted after a night of not sleeping, three surgeries, and an afternoon of surprises. I need a nap if I’m going to be any fun this evening.
Colin looks at me with knowing eyes and wraps his arm around me as we exit the elevator onto the floor that we’re staying on. “Baby, I have some phone calls to return when we get to the room. Why don’t you take a hot bath and have a nap? I need you well rested for what I’ve got in mind for tonight,” he says winking at me. When Colin turned his phone on after we landed in New Orleans, it went off like crazy. Someone or someones were desperately trying to reach him. When he saw all his messages, he got a look of disgust on his face and shoved his phone in his pocket.
“Okay,” I agree. “As long as you don’t let me sleep too long.”
“Deal!”
Of course, Colin rented us a suite. I appreciate the thought, but I’m still not comfortable with throwing money away. Then, I walk into the bathroom and see the giant two person shower and a bathtub that’s so large it could be a small hot tub. Maybe upgrading to a suite isn’t such a bad idea.
Colin sets up shop at the dining room table and is on the phone having a heated conversation with someone when I emerge from the bathroom in nothing but the hotel offered bathrobe. I’d hoped to entice him into a little foreplay before my nap, but I can read his body language and tell that he doesn’t want to be disturbed.
When he notices me, he holds up one finger telling me to wait. He says to whomever he’s speaking to, “Hold that thought for one second.”
Then, he gets up from the dining room table and walks to me pulling me into a tight embrace. “Take a nap, beautiful girl. I’m going to be awhile.”
He kisses me to soften the blow of my dismissal, and I walk back into the bedroom dropping my robe on the floor. I crawl naked into the very comfortable bed. I’m a bit sad that he isn’t joining me, but I understand work rearing its ugly head.
I fall asleep wondering what he has planned for us this weekend.
* * *
From somewhere in my sleep drenched mind, I hear, “This is bullshit, Mark.”
I roll over and look up at the ceiling. Colin is really upset about something, and he’s yelling at his agent who has been with Colin since he declared himself for the draft. I’d feel very sorry for the guy that has had to put up with Colin for so many years, but I know that Colin pays him a fortune so I guess it’s like hazard pay.
“What the fuck do you want me to say? The answer is no. Not no, but hell no! Would you like for me to make the phone call?” Colin yells.
I get out of bed and slip the hotel bathrobe back on and walk into the living room of the suite. Colin’s back is to me and he’s staring out the hotel window at the Mississippi River. He must sense my presence because he turns around and walks toward me, grabbing my shoulder with his left hand and squeezing it. This’s the universal sign that Colin's upset. The degree that my shoulders are squeezed is a direct correlation to how upset he is. By the way that he’s gripping my shoulder, this is really bad.
“Fucking forget it Mark.