“You’ll regret this, and then you’ll beg me to come back to you,” she hissed.
Daniel shook his head. “Don’t hold your breath. I can guarantee you, you’ll suffocate.”
He let the door slam behind her. It was the best sound he’d heard in the last half hour.
On his Blackberry, he found the number for the agency and dialed it. He needed to get in touch with Holly.
A female voice answered. “Good evening.” No name.
“Yes, I’m trying to get in touch with one of your employees. We accidentally got separated this evening, and I need to … I need to contact her to give her my whereabouts.” He hoped it sounded believable enough.
“I’m sorry, Sir, but it’s company policy not to give out our employees’ contact information. It’s for their protection, I’m sure you’ll understand.” She was friendly enough but firm.
“But this is really an emergency. As I said, we got separated, and our evening isn’t over yet.”
He needed to see her.
“I’m sorry, sir,” she repeated in the same tone. “I can take a message and pass it on to her tomorrow morning.”
“Tomorrow morning?” Unacceptable. Too late.
“Yes, sir. We don’t contact our employees after midnight.”
“Forget it.”
He disconnected the call. Damn Audrey! He could be in bed with Holly now, having the most amazing sex of his life, and instead, here he stood, angry, frustrated and without a means to contact her.
Handsome Adonis seeks Goddess of Love.
Where was she, his love goddess? Why had she run off? Maybe it was company policy to avoid fights with clients’ spouses or girlfriends. It was probably survival instinct for any escort not to get between a client and his angry other half.
Hell, if he’d only known how to get in contact with her, then they could continue where they’d left off. His body was yearning for her. Her taste was still on his tongue, and he hadn’t had nearly enough of her. He couldn’t explain it to himself, and he didn’t want to analyze it, but he knew he wanted her. And by God, he’d have her.
The way she’d felt in his arms when he’d made her come on the bench, and how she’d kissed him after that, wasn’t something anybody could buy. No, what she’d given him wasn’t for sale. The way she’d kissed him wasn’t because he was paying for it. He was convinced of it. Holly wanted him too. It had to be. It just had to be that way.
***
Sabrina had a hard time getting up and would have liked to call in sick, but then she would have moped around the flat all day long and just cried some more. She knew it was better not to allow herself to sink any deeper into her sorrow and pull herself up. She had to pretend that everything was okay, even though she knew it wasn’t.
Despite what she’d promised herself, she’d gotten hurt. She’d fallen hard for Daniel. When it had happened, she wasn’t quite sure. Maybe during the cooking class when they’d kneaded the dough together, or maybe when he’d turned into a rascal and they’d trespassed. It didn’t matter when it had happened, just that it had.
And he wasn't worthy of her emotions. Daniel was a cheating, lying son of a bitch, not any better than the guy she’d slept with in law school. How could he? And all this time, he’d been so sweet to her, so caring. It made him even more of a cad.
No, she had to forget about him. He wasn’t worth it. She had to move on. And nobody could know about it, not even Holly. If Holly found out that she’d fallen in love with him, she’d blame herself. And it wasn’t Holly’s fault. It was hers.
Sabrina poured herself a quick cup of coffee and drank it standing in the kitchen. She wanted to avoid her roommate and get into work early, but she wasn’t lucky. Holly had obviously heard her and gotten up despite the fact that it was far too early for her. Holly never got up before ten in the morning.
“What happened last night?” Holly needed no preliminaries when she wanted to get to the bottom of things.
Sabrina avoided her gaze. “Nothing. Everything’s fine. I have to be at work early. Big case.”
She put her coffee mug down on the counter and snatched her briefcase.
“Sabrina, please,” Holly insisted.
“It’s fine.” She rushed out and let the door close behind her.
She had no big case to attend to. Nothing particularly important was waiting for her at work. But at least she could busy herself and make the day go by faster. When she arrived at work, the place was already buzzing like a beehive.