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Story: Too Hard to Resist
After breakfast, I returned to my room, got my stuff, then headed back to the reception where they said the coach would be waiting to take us to Alberobello.
Wow, I said to myself as I took in the sight of the coach. The Love Hotel never did anything by halves.
This ‘coach’ had a sleek, glossy black exterior and looked like one of those luxury tour buses the celebs travelled on.
As I climbed the immaculate steps and saw the interior, my eyes popped. It had tinted windows, wooden flooring and plush grey and white reclining leather seats which looked like they had loads of legroom. At five foot six, it was wasted on me though.
At the back of the coach there was even a kitchen with a coffee machine, fridge and microwave, plus loads of drinks and snacks.
I could definitely get used to travelling like this.
Edward wasn’t here yet, so I found two empty seats then sat down.
Five minutes later he still hadn’t arrived, which was strange seeing as he was worried about being on time for yesterday’s briefing. I took out my phone.
Me
Hi Edward, it’s Samantha. The coach is leaving soon. Everything okay?
A few minutes later, I saw that he was typing a message and exhaled. Phew! He was probably just running late.
Finally, his message popped up, but when I read it, my heart sank.
Edward
Not feeling well. Not coming today.
Me
Oh no! What’s wrong?
Edward
Stomach bug.
Me
Can I bring you anything?
Edward
No. I’ll be fine. Have fun.
Shit. My stomach tightened. I should’ve checked on him earlier.
I jumped up and headed for the coach door. I didn’t know Edward’s room number, but if I went to reception, given the circumstances, hopefully they’d tell me. Being sick in a foreign country was the worst, so I needed to make sure he was okay.
Although I’d been looking forward to this trip, it wouldn’t be right for me to swan off and enjoy myself whilst he was in his room feeling like shit.
Just as I was about to get off the coach, Romeo got on.
‘Samantha?’ He frowned. ‘Is everything okay?’
‘Edward’s not well. He’s too ill to come today, so I’m gonna check on him and stay behind in case he needs something.’
Romeo’s face tightened and he ground his jaw.
Seriously?
Wow, I said to myself as I took in the sight of the coach. The Love Hotel never did anything by halves.
This ‘coach’ had a sleek, glossy black exterior and looked like one of those luxury tour buses the celebs travelled on.
As I climbed the immaculate steps and saw the interior, my eyes popped. It had tinted windows, wooden flooring and plush grey and white reclining leather seats which looked like they had loads of legroom. At five foot six, it was wasted on me though.
At the back of the coach there was even a kitchen with a coffee machine, fridge and microwave, plus loads of drinks and snacks.
I could definitely get used to travelling like this.
Edward wasn’t here yet, so I found two empty seats then sat down.
Five minutes later he still hadn’t arrived, which was strange seeing as he was worried about being on time for yesterday’s briefing. I took out my phone.
Me
Hi Edward, it’s Samantha. The coach is leaving soon. Everything okay?
A few minutes later, I saw that he was typing a message and exhaled. Phew! He was probably just running late.
Finally, his message popped up, but when I read it, my heart sank.
Edward
Not feeling well. Not coming today.
Me
Oh no! What’s wrong?
Edward
Stomach bug.
Me
Can I bring you anything?
Edward
No. I’ll be fine. Have fun.
Shit. My stomach tightened. I should’ve checked on him earlier.
I jumped up and headed for the coach door. I didn’t know Edward’s room number, but if I went to reception, given the circumstances, hopefully they’d tell me. Being sick in a foreign country was the worst, so I needed to make sure he was okay.
Although I’d been looking forward to this trip, it wouldn’t be right for me to swan off and enjoy myself whilst he was in his room feeling like shit.
Just as I was about to get off the coach, Romeo got on.
‘Samantha?’ He frowned. ‘Is everything okay?’
‘Edward’s not well. He’s too ill to come today, so I’m gonna check on him and stay behind in case he needs something.’
Romeo’s face tightened and he ground his jaw.
Seriously?
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