A Sorrento Summer by Olivia Noble

Author:Olivia Noble
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: holiday romance, summer romance, vacation romance, italian romance, summer holiday romance, italian holiday, italian holiday romance, vacation holiday romance
Publisher: ThunderWords Press

Chapter Nineteen

It took him ten minutes. A record, he believed since every second of those ten minutes filled him with bursting agitation. Glancing down the hallway Liz had retreated towards, a tick in his jaw, eyes refocusing on a single spot before him as his mind wandered to the myriad possibilities as to why she was rejecting him.

And that was exactly what it had been. A rejection. And he knew it shouldn’t hurt him past the shallow wound in his pride, but it did. It hurt. A lot.

Again, he looked down the hallway, half hoping to see her walking towards him. With an apology on her lips? No, that would be too much to ask. He figured that Liz didn’t do apologies. She would only smile in that slow, seductive way that set his loins on fire and evaporated every sane thought in his head. That would be enough for him.

But she didn’t show. And he sat there for ten minutes before he shot out of his seat, not able to do wait any longer.

Chatter buzzed throughout the bus, loud laughter blazing through the vehicle at intervals. He passed by Marcus, all by his lonesome trying to make what Michael had asked for happen. Michael noticed when he glanced up to watch him pass and was happy he didn’t say anything to hold him back. His manager just silently watched him go by, no doubt ascertaining that he was going to seek Liz. Marcus had always been intuitive.

The curtain was closed. Michael hesitated outside it, not sure how to approach. Suddenly, he felt nervous, like he was about to do his first performance at boarding school all over again. The constantly flexing hand, the tiny butterflies. He hadn’t felt this way in years, and the object of his anxiousness likely sat unbothered on the other side.

“Liz?” he asked softly, touching the curtain. “Liz, you in there?”

There was no response for two long seconds before he heard a dry, “Come in.”

Trying in vain to contain his eagerness, Michael opened the curtain and climbed inside. She was, to his surprise, on the bed, the laptop sitting squarely on her lap and a pillow stacked behind her back.

“The desk isn’t comfortable?” he asked, jerking his chin towards the small desk at the back of the bus. Michael had written many pieces at that desk whenever inspiration struck him in the middle of the night.

“I don’t know,” she said, looking back at her laptop. “I didn’t try it. I wanted to sit on the bed.”

“Oh. Okay.”

She didn’t spare him another glance. He fidgeted, hating himself for being so awkward. Michael was never awkward.

He opened his mouth to speak but Liz beat him to it. “Is there something you want?”

He blinked at that, and took a step back at the chill in her voice. “Something’s wrong.”

“I’m sure Marcus should be able to help you with that.”

“No,” he said, shaking his head. He moved closer, and closer until he was sitting close to her on the bed.

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