I swallow the bubble of emotions trying to break free and sit up, pulling the sheet up to my chin. My hand smooths over the bright white sheet, feeling the coldness there.
He has been gone a while.
I can’t help but think that he got what he wanted. He said all the right things and acted like he wanted me, but his actions are like a wrecking ball to any hopes of a romantic island love affair.
Stupid me, I guess.
My stomach rumbles, making me sigh.
I may as well enjoy the free food that is here.
Climbing from the bed, I have a quick shower, making sure not to wet my hair because, hello, frizz bomb.
My mind wanders to Romeo, and what he is doing and who he is with. I can’t help but think that maybe he slipped away to go and see his ex, or do more work.
My stomach feels off, like it knows something is about to happen. My father always used to say trust your gut when it comes to certain situations.
Looking through my clothes, I settle on a pair of cream-colored shorts with a black floral design and a white cropped T-shirt. My brown sandals suit the outfit, so I put them on and add a little touch of makeup to my face, but not much as I will probably sweat it off anyway.
I’m swapping purses so that today I can use my little brown one with the long, thin body strap.
I make sure that I have my cell phone, money, and room key before I leave, checking that the room door shuts behind me, per the instructions from Romeo.
I see some of the family as I make my way downstairs to get something for breakfast. They greet me, and are happy to see me, which eases some of the uneasy feeling in my stomach.
Stopping at the front desk, I inquire about any excursions that I could possibly book Romeo and me on while we are here. There is some free time when no wedding events are happening, so maybe we could spend some time together.
As I think about us together, I think back to how I woke up alone. After the night we had, I thought he would be there when I woke up, and maybe gone for another round or two.
That man can fuck like every book boyfriend I have ever read.
My body betrays me when thinking of Romeo; I get turned on remembering what we did last night, but the disappointment mixes with it because of how he left me alone in bed with no note.
It makes me feel that I was right in thinking this connection between us is all one-sided.
As I am walking to breakfast, my phone rings. Pulling my phone from my purse, I smile wide seeing Simone’s name flash on the screen.
“Hey, Simmy.”
“Nelly, my bitch. How is Hawaii?”
“It is amazing here, Sim. So beautiful, and do not get me started on the food.” I moan. “So good.”
“What else is good?” I hear the humor in her voice.
“I do not know what you are talking about.” I sit in a chair in the lobby, not wanting to have this conversation while people are eating.
I am far back enough so that people do not need to walk past me and overhear us talking.
“Yes you do; how is your handsome date? Have you fucked him yet?”
I cough to cover my shock at her direct question, even though I know exactly what she is like. I have known this woman for years.
“Holy shit, you dirty book whore, you have slept with him.”
“Do you have to be so crude?”
“Yes. Now answer the question.”
