Page 12 of David's Chase

I wish I had worn something different. My whole eighties vixen look no longer cuts it.

I doubt the woman is into role playing, but she must’ve seen a lot in her life, so nothing seems to faze her.

“Do you take cash?” I ask, reaching inside my pocket.

She stops me with a faint gesture.

“Don’t worry. It’s been paid for.”

My hand stays in my pocket while my lips pull apart.

“It’s included in the room price?”

“Something like that,” she says, her back turned to me.

It’s probably not, but I pull my hand out and shift my focus to the food.

It looks delicious, the smell of pastries and coffee filling the room.

She heads out before I grab a small plate and pile a couple of donuts and fruit on it.

I pour myself a cup of coffee, take a sip, and get a much needed energy boost from the caffeine.

It would be nice to be able to call Chloe, but this is not the place to make a video call, so I silently munch on my food before the woman returns and a couple of men enter the room, chatting about their business.

I finish quickly, say goodbye to the woman, and make myself scarce, eager to return to my new ride.

A long sigh leaves my lungs when I slide in, lean back, and relax in the driver’s seat.

It’s so damn early, and I brim with energy.

Glancing at myself in the rearview mirror while absently brushing my hair with my fingers, I still wonder where David is.

Is he asleep?

Or is he thinking about me like I’m thinking about him?

Maybe none of the above?

Perhaps he’s already shifted his focus to something else. Business. Travel plans. Something like that.

I wonder what time he had left last night.

The question sat on my lips, and I almost asked that woman. Luckily, we couldn’t talk.It would’ve been so embarrassing.

The engine is still running, and the sky is getting bluer by the minute as I let my fingers brush over the phone.

I can’t call him.

‘Don’t you dare to call him,’the stubborn voice inside my head barks at me.

‘That’s what I just said,’I reply, not in the mood to argue with her.

Calling him and thanking him for everything would make me look like a puppy learning her first trick and trying to please her owner.

A puppy can get away with it. In fact, her behavior would only increase the owner’s affection toward her.

That’s not the case with men and women.

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