Meeting Mr Write: Mr Write Trilogy Book One by Cassandra P Lewis

to say. It will be different to my others because I am different; the world is bigger to me now. I think about Jackson, I close my eyes for that one.
    What am I going to do about him?  I think my way through a list of pros and cons –
    Cons
    He doesn’t want to commit. (Wow, that’s a pretty big one Rosie!)
    He can be incredibly arrogant.
    He is a serial womaniser.
    Pros
    He is gorgeous.
    He is sexy as hell in summer.
    He’s funny.
    He can be incredibly sweet.
    We have so much in common.
    There’s a connection between us that is undeniable.
    He makes me feel like I’m something special.
    He is smart and worldly.
     
    Oh crap!  
    I open my eyes and realise that I have to take the risk.  If there is a chance that I can convince Jackson that I am worth a shot, I have to take it. I’m a big girl and I can take whatever he throws at me, I think.
    We make our way down the mountain and I’m determined, I’m calm and I know what I want. Now I just have to go get it.
    Back at the hotel I decide that the best thing to do is spend the remaining days before we head to Phi Phi convincing Jackson that not all relationships end in tears and that sometimes, the risk is worth taking.
    I text him.
    ‘ Are you busy tonight? I’d like to see you x’
    In only a minute, my phone buzzes with a reply,
    ‘ I thought you’d never ask. Where do you want me? and when?’
    Oh the possibilities are endless, but I decide to stick to the plan to wow him, not screw him senseless. Not straight away anyway,
    ‘ I’ll meet you on the beach, under the terrace, at 8 x’
    ‘Can’t wait!’
    Pippa has made plans with a Portuguese guy tonight. She said she’s sticking to her roots for the evening. I don’t take too long getting ready. My hair is tame for once and has a smooth wave in it. I put on matching navy blue lace bra and French knickers and a blue dipped hem dress and flip flops.
    I’m ready.
    “You’re not going to propose to me are you?” Jackson calls from behind me as he makes his way towards me on the beach, grinning as he gets closer.
    “You wish!” I call as I turn to face him. He’s wearing navy blue chinos and cream linen shirt and I melt, he’s so gorgeous.
    “What do you have in store for me then Alvez?” He asks as he puts his hands on my waist and pulls me close; I put my hands on his chest and walk away,
    “You’ll see…”
    Jackson catches up with me and takes my hand. We walk along the beach, listening to the sound of the sea on one side of us and the town on the other.
    “Do you mind if we go back to Presley’s? Then maybe we could have some food and a few drinks?” I ask, I want to see Steve and Annie and show Jackson that I can fit into his life, that we can have fun together and with friends.
    “Yeah, sure we can. What are you singing for me tonight then?” He looks carefree and happy, if only it could stay this way.
    “No singing from me tonight sunshine, you can do a little turn though!” I giggle and he pulls me close with his arm around my shoulder,
    “I enjoy your company Rosie, thanks for giving me the chance to prove I’m not all bad.”
    “I’m not sure you’ve proved that yet James!” I laugh and he kisses me on the head as we continue our walk.
    “Hey you two! Good to see you both.” Steve looks genuinely pleased to see us and greets us both with a hug, “What can I get you?”
    “Couple of beers please mate, you good? How's Annie?” Jackson asks, suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable. These two are friends, old friends. I forget my reasons behind suggesting that we come here, all I can think of is how many girls Steve must have witnessed Jackson conquer and crush. I snap out of my daze when Jackson puts a hand on my back.
    “Hey, you ok?” He seems concerned, and his eyes gazing into mine settle my worries.
    “Yeah sorry…I was in a world of my own.” I shake off my concern, I have to try.
    Presley’s is a lot quieter tonight that it was a few nights ago, so we sit at