Mile High Guy by Marisa Mackle

Author:Marisa Mackle
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Relationships
ISBN: 9780954491314
Publisher: Dodder
Published: 2004-05-31T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

My head. Oh God, my head. It definitely doesn’t feel the best. Opening my eyes I try to remember which country I’m in. Oh yes, America. Boston. It’s all coming back to me. Yes. Kitty’s and The Littlest Bar. I vaguely remember going there but don’t remember leaving. I must have come back though. With Derek. Derek the pilot. Not the good-looking one. No. That was Mike. I don’t remember saying goodbye to Derek but I must have. It’s all a bit of a blur.

I’m parched. I can’t believe I forgot to leave some water beside the bed yesterday evening. Very silly. Not to worry though, there’s a soft drinks machine on the corridor outside. And as far as I remember there’s also an ice machine.

I’d better slip out and grab a can before I die of dehydration. I pick up my hotel key and sneak outside wearing my pink Dunnes Stores pyjamas with an elephant on the front. They’d be cute on a ten-year-old but I’m not sure they suit me. I pop a dollar into the machine and press the button. A can of Diet Coke crashes to the bottom.

It’s nice and chilled but I may as well grab some ice. Sugar. I realise I’ve nothing to put the ice in. I’d better go back to my room and grab an ice bucket. I dart back inside, leave down the can and re-emerge with the ice bucket. The ice cubes smash into the bucket making the loudest sound. I hear somebody coming out of their room. Sugar, sugar, sugar. I don’t like to be caught standing out here in my jammies. Oh well, it’s probably just some American whom I’ll never see again.

The door slams and I feel somebody approach me and stop behind me. Suddenly I panic. A chill runs along my spine. Suppose it’s a rapist or someone who’s thinking of dragging me into their room and clobbering me over the head with my own ice bucket?

I swing around. And my eyes meet another pair. They’re blue and inquisitive. And they belong to Mike. Mike, the pilot. He looks gorgeous. And I look like shit. I’m furious at him for sneaking up on me like this. I hate him for seeing me in this state.

‘Hello,’ he says, really casually. As if it’s perfectly normal to be chatting to a colleague in her nightclothes. He’s wearing denims and a white t-shirt. I bet he’s been up for hours. He looks like he got a good night’s sleep. Hmm. That’s weird. I wonder what happened between himself and Amy. Then I remember how he left me in The Littlest Bar without saying goodbye. The nerve!

‘Hello,’ I answer back, very coolly. I have no intention of having a conversation in my nightclothes with a man who abandoned me in a bar in order to cop off with another airhostess.

‘Did you get home all right?’ he enquires.

Well, actually, I was mugged, raped and stabbed on the way home but sure I’m grand now.

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