Page 5 of Easy Reunion
Maybe this weekend, I’ll be able to bury it and finally move on with my life.
At least, that’s the plan.
About forty minutes and a few more dictations later, I finished the three-mile loop back to the Westin. After stepping into the cool lobby, the same concierge greets me. “Welcome back! How did you enjoy your run?”
I smile ruefully as I accept a fresh towel to blot the sweat off my face. “Enjoy is a subjective turn of phrase, Matías.”
His chuckle is as warm as the Savannah air. “True, but now you can say you’re done and indulge in something from Escape or Aqua Grill.”
I shake my head. “Too much work to do. I’m more likely to order something from room service.”
He does a quick check around before easing his way closer. “You know, there’s a few places downtown that are pretty fantastic.” His tone opens the door if I want to cross through it for some company.
Completely flattered by the attention of the darkly handsome man, I politely decline. After all, he’s likely flirty with most of the guests. I know I’m nothing special when I’m measured up against many of the women out there.
I’m just me.
