it,” he said. “I took it out of your pants pocket. It’s safe.”
I nodded, then remembered the other thing. “What about the gun? Do we need…?”
“All taken care of.”
“Wow, you’ve been busy,” I responded. Ramos just nodded and raised his brows. He was keeping it professional and me in my place. “Then I guess I’ll go put on my swimming suit and grab a towel.” I hurried into the bedroom, locking the door behind me. While it was nice of Ramos to accommodate my desire to go swimming, he was almost acting like we were strangers, and he was just doing his duty. Of course, in a way, wasn’t that what he was getting paid the big bucks for?
I found the bag with my new swimming suit and pulled off the tags, determined to enjoy my morning. I slipped it on, hoping I wouldn’t look too fat. Luckily, it fit me pretty well, and the turquoise and purple print was actually quite flattering.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then found a plush white bathrobe hanging in the closet. It enfolded me in soft luxury while covering me up nicely, and made the trip to the pool less intimidating. After running a brush through my hair, I opened the door, ready to go.
Ramos was on his cell but quickly ended the call when I came out, thinking that it was a good thing we were going home today. Not that he didn’t like being with me, but… he needed to get me home to my husband where I belonged.
Oh… now it made more sense. He was right, too. Ramos and me… well, there was no Ramos and me. Which was true, but on the other hand, that didn’t mean we couldn’t even talk to each other. The last thing I needed was to feel awkward around Ramos.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked.
“No,” he answered, surprised.
“Would you like to have a girlfriend?”
“Absolutely not.”
Wow, that was pretty forceful. I opened my mouth to ask him why, but he raised his hand like he was going to smother me. “No. We are not going to talk about my love life. Ever.”
I shrugged and smiled. “Okay.” That seemed to break the ice between us, and things went back to normal.
We arrived at the pool, and I was surprised to see how many people were already there. I listened to their thoughts and realized that most of them had come for their morning laps before heading for the golf course. I wondered if they realized how pampered they were. But maybe it was just me never knowing how the top one percent lived, and now I was ruined forever. We found a table and ordered breakfast. Ramos suggested I take my swim while we waited for the food to arrive.
The water was the perfect temperature, and I swam several laps until I was tired enough to get out, which for me, was about ten minutes. I glanced toward our table, and Ramos did a chin lift, thinking that our food was there and I should get out to eat. It was his way of waving me over without the waving part.
I chuckled to myself and obediently got out, drying off with a towel before wrapping it around my waist. The food was delicious, and while I enjoyed it, I was starting to get that homesick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Almost like if I didn’t leave soon, I would miss my chance. I knew it was irrational, but part of me just wanted get out of town.
Ramos wasn’t quite finished eating, but I’d had all the food I wanted. “Hey, is it all right if I go? I’ve got to shower and get ready, and I don’t want to make you wait.”
He studied me. “You’ve had enough of this place, huh?”
“I guess you could say that, although it’s really great.” I didn’t want him to think I didn’t appreciate it.
“Sure, here’s a keycard. I’ll be up soon.”
“Thanks.” I slipped on my sandals and bathrobe and headed back to our suite. It didn’t take long to shower, and I enjoyed putting on my new shirt and jewelry. The only thing that marred my outfit was the dust and dirt on both sides of my jeans. But after shaking them pretty hard, I got most of it out.
I
I nodded, then remembered the other thing. “What about the gun? Do we need…?”
“All taken care of.”
“Wow, you’ve been busy,” I responded. Ramos just nodded and raised his brows. He was keeping it professional and me in my place. “Then I guess I’ll go put on my swimming suit and grab a towel.” I hurried into the bedroom, locking the door behind me. While it was nice of Ramos to accommodate my desire to go swimming, he was almost acting like we were strangers, and he was just doing his duty. Of course, in a way, wasn’t that what he was getting paid the big bucks for?
I found the bag with my new swimming suit and pulled off the tags, determined to enjoy my morning. I slipped it on, hoping I wouldn’t look too fat. Luckily, it fit me pretty well, and the turquoise and purple print was actually quite flattering.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then found a plush white bathrobe hanging in the closet. It enfolded me in soft luxury while covering me up nicely, and made the trip to the pool less intimidating. After running a brush through my hair, I opened the door, ready to go.
Ramos was on his cell but quickly ended the call when I came out, thinking that it was a good thing we were going home today. Not that he didn’t like being with me, but… he needed to get me home to my husband where I belonged.
Oh… now it made more sense. He was right, too. Ramos and me… well, there was no Ramos and me. Which was true, but on the other hand, that didn’t mean we couldn’t even talk to each other. The last thing I needed was to feel awkward around Ramos.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked.
“No,” he answered, surprised.
“Would you like to have a girlfriend?”
“Absolutely not.”
Wow, that was pretty forceful. I opened my mouth to ask him why, but he raised his hand like he was going to smother me. “No. We are not going to talk about my love life. Ever.”
I shrugged and smiled. “Okay.” That seemed to break the ice between us, and things went back to normal.
We arrived at the pool, and I was surprised to see how many people were already there. I listened to their thoughts and realized that most of them had come for their morning laps before heading for the golf course. I wondered if they realized how pampered they were. But maybe it was just me never knowing how the top one percent lived, and now I was ruined forever. We found a table and ordered breakfast. Ramos suggested I take my swim while we waited for the food to arrive.
The water was the perfect temperature, and I swam several laps until I was tired enough to get out, which for me, was about ten minutes. I glanced toward our table, and Ramos did a chin lift, thinking that our food was there and I should get out to eat. It was his way of waving me over without the waving part.
I chuckled to myself and obediently got out, drying off with a towel before wrapping it around my waist. The food was delicious, and while I enjoyed it, I was starting to get that homesick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Almost like if I didn’t leave soon, I would miss my chance. I knew it was irrational, but part of me just wanted get out of town.
Ramos wasn’t quite finished eating, but I’d had all the food I wanted. “Hey, is it all right if I go? I’ve got to shower and get ready, and I don’t want to make you wait.”
He studied me. “You’ve had enough of this place, huh?”
“I guess you could say that, although it’s really great.” I didn’t want him to think I didn’t appreciate it.
“Sure, here’s a keycard. I’ll be up soon.”
“Thanks.” I slipped on my sandals and bathrobe and headed back to our suite. It didn’t take long to shower, and I enjoyed putting on my new shirt and jewelry. The only thing that marred my outfit was the dust and dirt on both sides of my jeans. But after shaking them pretty hard, I got most of it out.
I
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