Bad Romeo Christmas: A Starcrossed Anthology by Leisa Rayven

Bad Romeo Christmas: A Starcrossed Anthology by Leisa Rayven

Author:Leisa Rayven [Rayven, Leisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leisa Rayven
Published: 2016-11-20T18:30:00+00:00


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By the time I finish up dinner, torrential rain is pelting the plate-glass windows as lightning carves up the sky.

"Maybe you should stay here tonight," I suggest as Alba cleans up. "You're going to get drenched if you try to go home in this."

"Oh, I'll be fine. My Luis will be here soon. He'll take good care of me."

We both jump when the back door bangs open, and Luis appears in head-to-toe rain gear. He looks like Captain Nemo if he'd still been on deck when the Nautilus submerged.

He slams the door behind him and stands in the back hallway, dripping onto the tiles. "Okay, so ... it's raining."

Alma laughs. "Really? We hadn't noticed. I'm almost ready to go."

"Actually, I came early to give Miss Holt some bad news." He looks at me with a regretful expression. "I was meant to pick up Mr. Quinn from the mainland an hour ago, but because of this weather, the helicopter is grounded until it passes. I'm sorry."

My heart sinks. "Have you spoken to Liam?"

"No. I tried to call, but I can't get through. As soon as the storm dies down, I'll try again. It seems we won't be able to collect him until tomorrow."

I sigh. Of course this would happen. We haven't seen each other for a quarter of a year, so it's not like I'm dying of anticipation or anything.

Goddammit.

I take a giant mouthful of wine and swallow, hard. "It's not your fault, Luis. Thanks for letting me know."

"No problem. If I find out more, I'll call you."

"Thanks."

I feel deflated. I thought I'd finally be going to bed wrapped around my gorgeous man, but it seems I'm soloing it, yet again. God, I'm so tired of sleeping alone.

After Alba and Luis leave, I grab my wine, head upstairs, and go into the obscenely large bathroom to run myself a bath. Might as well make the most of my alone time. I dig through the cabinets to find bath salts and candles, and when the tub is full, I strip off and sink beneath the bubbles. It feels so good, I moan.

As the warm water relaxes my muscles, I close my eyes and listen to the storm raging outside. Knowing my luck, this stupid weather will set in for days, leaving Liam stranded on the mainland for God knows how long.

I wish I could talk to him. He'll be just as disappointed about this as I am. Maybe more. After all, I haven't been the one filming in a frozen wasteland for months. I'm sure he's more than ready for a solid dose of sunshine.

Hearing the wind howl outside, I fear the sun may never shine again.

I'm on the verge of dozing off when there's an extra bright flash of lightning, followed by a deafening crack of thunder. Three seconds later, the lights go out.

"You have to be freaking kidding me!"

With a grunt of frustration, I swallow the rest of my wine and climb out of the tub. This is ridiculous.

Moving carefully



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