Chapter Eight

Ava

I'm exhausted. The travelling and the day has finally caught me up. It's only six in the evening and I still need to call my bestie, Zoe. I'm riling at the man on the lounger. I am still angry at him for being so damned good looking, sexy and so enticing. I don't know what came over me down there by the pool. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire and the tingling in my lower regions and warmth creeping up my stomach were alien to me.

I am laying on my bed with the balcony doors open, the cool evening breeze is breathing its way into the room. The sheer white curtains billow slightly as the breeze travels and graces my skin. I press the vid button against Zoe's name and wait for her to pick up. I calculate it to be around eleven in the morning for her. I'm hoping its not a bad time. Zoe has her own business, she is a hairdresser and owns her own salon. Her parents died when she was young, it was a horrific car crash, it was instant. They had left her a trust fund which s