AvaI had an on-off night. I recall crashing out almost straight after my call with Zoe. Then had the weirdest dreams about Him. I think I'm a bit obsessed about him even though I am trying hard to fight this. There is nothing other than his sexy torso, brooding eyes and dark mop of hair that I like about him. I am saying so far his personality is not winning me over. Not that I am looking for anyone to win me over or a romance. I'm not even looking for a fling. I want to get over Mark and besides that, I am in no position to have a relationship out here. It just wouldn't work, not with me living in Chicago. What's the point? Although as I laid in bed during the early hours, I did find myself touching myself at the thought of him. I couldn't stop thinking about his lips on my lady-flower, licking and biting me. It made me throb so badly I had to satisfy myself. My nipples were erect and I just wanted to sit on his face. I relieved myself on my fingers almost instantly then couldn't
AVAI step through the glass paneled patio doors that lead out to the terrace. I see a few people already in the pool, they look to be the slightly older generation getting their early morning laps in. That is dedication for you, it impresses me. The tables this morning are all adorned with white tablecloths, each with a pitcher of iced water on them, silverware and adorable blue coffee cups and saucers with a gold rim. It all looks really eloquent. I can't wait to feel the caffeine seep into my veins and wake me up a bit. I scooch my camera up my shoulder since it has begun to fall down and snap some pictures of the terrace. The sun is already warm at just half past eight and I have to adjust to avoid sun glare. Happy with the shots I make my way to a table underneath an umbrella tucked nicely in the corner. I have all day for the sun on my face and whilst I eat breakfast I prefer the shade. A waiter arrives, tanned, slender and very good looking. He smiles and asks if I am ready
AvaI gulp my second coffee aware of him standing there dressed in navy shorts and a pale blue shirt. It shoes off his bronzed skin and sexy forearms. I think I'm drooling. Yes I am definitely drooling. I watch as his eyebrows furrow. He looks to be having an intense conversation. I wonder who he is talking to. It could be an argument or misunderstanding with the woman in his life. That makes me feel knotted in my stomach. Why am I knotted? Gosh it's not as if I am dating this man or have any designs to do so. I already know he is conceited and arrogant because he invaded my space. Not once but twice. He runs his free hand through his mop of hair, it falls forward. He tries again to no avail. It's so damn sexy and I want to run my fingers through it and pull his face to mine. It's either hot outside, or it is the caffeine rush. But I am definitely feeling a bit too warm right now. I can't peel my eyes away from his slender hips and the toned legs. I already know he has rock-hard abs
SebastianI never usually come down here for breakfast. In fact I rarely start my day with anything but a green smoothie then an intense workout after a run. Only this morning, I am hoping to catch a glimpse of the American Girl. I'm not sure after our last encounter if she will even entertain me asking her to dinner, let alone speak with me. I have butterflies in my stomach at the thought of speaking to her again. This is unlike me. Usually I am confident and straight forward, yet with her. Well it all seems so new, exciting and I am actually a little in awe of her. Does that make me somewhat scared of her? Possibly.Now, however I am caught on the phone. My father is calling an urgent meeting and he wants me to fly down to Malaga where we have an issue with one of our new projects. It is our largest hotel yet here in Spain. We have branched out to other countries but there is nothing like the one we have planned in Malaga. It will become our signature hotel. He is on the phone stres
AvaOh. My. God. He is coming towards me. I can't swallow the piece of cake in my throat. I am hoping he didn't see me being a total clutz and dropping my fork on the floor. I try not to look at him but my eyes are not paying any attention to my mind as they continue to stare into his gorgeous tiger eyes. I then realise that I have cake falling out of my mouth. Great! Time to pull my jaw up from the ground. Mental note: remember you don't like this arrogant s.o.b. I wish my lower regions would kind of remember that, only everything has started to ignite with fire and I can feel myself becoming aroused. I narrow my eyes like he is some kind of panther stalking me. I earnestly keep reminding myself not to be nice to him."Good morning." Right well with a smooth as silk voice like that, it is pretty difficult. I just nod. Then open my mouth. "Not you again." He stops in his tracks. He is close to where I am sitting, it's almost as if life has gone into slow motion. I am oblivious to the
AvaMy mouth starts moving and my ears hear the words, "fine. I'll go to dinner with you." I momentarily lift my hand off my chest but refrain from slapping myself and zipping my mouth firmly shut. Clearly my mouth has an entirely different thought process to my mind. For a start, there is no point getting into anything with someone whilst I am here, besides anything else in a week I will be heading south to Malaga. From there I plan to take a flight to the UK to visit London again and drop in on one of my friends who I've not seen for a while.Sasha and I have known each other since we were in college. She moved to London when she was twenty-one to work in the fashion industry. Making and creating clothes has always been a passion for her, it was supposed to be temporary, however, Sasha met Harvey and now they're planning the best wedding ever. They have invited everyone to a chateau in France and I cannot wait until the end of October, which is when they will be declaring their undy
SebastianI am sweating even though I tried to remain calm, cool and collected. I wasn't if I am honest, expecting the American girl to say yes. She looks challenging and maybe this is part of her attraction. Not to mention her beautiful face that was illuminated further by the rays of the sun shining down on her. Now I am excited to take her to the restaurant tonight. I know she will love it. Everybody falls in love with Casa Amor. First I need to have the difficult conversation with my father and why I will not be going to Malaga to sort out these issues on the new hotel. I do have someone I can send in my place. There is nothing that is going to come between me and the American girl. She is someone I would give everything up for. To feel her lips on mine, hold her in my arms and watch the stars with at night. She makes me feel something I have never felt before. I can't put my finger on it but it is real. My heart was pounding when I stood close to her and my stomach fluttered inc
AvaI wish it was already two o'clock. I really need to speak to Zoe. My stomach hasn't stopped fluttering since he was so close to me. My pulse began racing and I felt my mouth getting drier by the milli-second. I could smell his citrus fragrance and wanted to pull him into me. I am alarmed at how I can have the mind of a hussy when I've literally only been ditched by Mark a few short weeks ago. If I were over him then why does my heart still ache? Am I hurting because part of me feels like a failure for not being able to preserve a relationship? Or is it hurting because I truly loved him more than life itself? Or is it because he has hooked up with Charlotte already? No. That just makes me angry with Mark. Even though I want to hate him, I can't. How do you suddenly hate someone after having practically grown up with them and having lived with them? I poured my heart and soul into my relationship, I tried. I really tried. Yes I know I travelled a lot but Mark would always be by my