I WAS SO annoyed that I stabbed the steak in front of me so hard that I caught their attention and stopped talking.
“Sorry! The steak is a bit tough,” I explain.
Lawrence frowned at my reaction. He struggles to read what’s in my eyes. In the end, he is the first one to give up and look down before averted his gaze.
He quickly motioned for the waiter to approach us immediately. “Please change Ms. Collins’ food. Make sure the steak you serve is tender,” he ordered and looked at me seriously.
“Immediately, Mr. President!” the waiter politely said before taking my plate from me.
“No, I’m good.” I gently wiped my lips before standing up. “I’ll go take some rest. It looks like you have more to talk about,” I emphasized something to them.
“Oh, right,” said Elliesse, then shrugged.
Lawrence looked me in the eyes, so I decided to just look away. “Just enjoy your moment together. I’ll be upstairs,” I added before I walked away.
When I got to the room, I decided to change my clothes first to feel fresh. I’m now wearing only walking shorts and a plain white T-shirt with flip-flops.
I went out on the balcony for a moment to get some air. I have a good view of the whole Saavedra Resort. I’m struck by a large number of visitors on the beach today. Some people like surfing because the waves are so strong even at midday, while others just enjoy sunbathing.
I let out a deep sigh. “How are they downstairs?” I said to myself.
I shook my head one after another. “No, you should not be affected by this. After all, Elliesse only came here for work, so I should not worry.”
To stop myself from thinking, I decided to go to sleep.
***
IT WAS ALREADY dark when I opened my eyes. I quickly opened the lampshade on the nightstand and picked up my cellphone to glance at the time.
It was six o’clock in the evening. I think I slept longer. But to my great disappointment, I did not receive any text or call from Lawrence.
I can’t help but get annoyed. Isn’t he the one who asked for a favor, but he still has the desire to leave me in the air? It was difficult for me to leave the hotel to find him, but I was suddenly taken aback.
Tss. Why do I have to look for him? That’s actually good because I don’t have to pretend to be his girlfriend. In the end, I just did room service for dinner and bored myself waiting.
***
IT WAS LATE night when I heard a series of knocks from the door of my suite. Suddenly, I turned around and ran to open it.
But I restrained myself for a moment because I did not want him to think I was excited to open the door to see him. So I waited for him to knock once more, but he never knocked again.
I quickly turned the door open and noticed he was walking away. I quickly swallowed my pride and accumulated air in my chest before calling him out.
“Lawrence!”
He immediately turned around and step back to come to me.
“Did I wake you up?” he whispered under his breath. He put one hand on the door and bowed slightly to me.
“Hmm, no. I’m just preparing to sleep,” I lied.
His gaze settled on me before speaking again. “How was your stay here?” he softly asked, leaning against the door, indicating that he had no intention of leaving.
“Good, refreshing!” I delightfully said. I tried to hide the embarrassment on my face.
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