Summer Dreams by Roman Hebby

Author:Roman, Hebby [Roman, Hebby]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Self-Published
Published: 2014-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

A nasty, incessant bee buzzed in Natalia's ear. She turned over and pulled the pillow over her head. Reaching out with one hand, she fumbled for the alarm clock and pressed the lever to turn it off. But the shrill buzzing continued, starting and then stopping with fiendish regularity.

Sitting up in bed, she realized it wasn't her alarm going off. The sound came from her purse. Her cell phone was on vibrate. She glanced at the time and wondered who would call before seven o'clock in the morning. And then a thought struck her, and her heart squeezed, driving a dagger into her chest.

Madre de Dios, don't let anything be wrong. Por favor, let Esteban be okay, she prayed.

She leaned from her bed and grabbed her purse, diving for the cell.

"Bueno," she answered.

"Bueno? Are you going native, Natalia? This is the United States. You're supposed to answer with hello."

She knew that voice. And the subtle criticism. The voice belonged to Hector García, her ex-fiancé. She'd expected him to call, but as the weeks passed, she'd accepted the fact he might not. But to call at seven in the morning was unusual, though Hector was accustomed to rising early before the stock market opened.

"Hello, Hector, how have you been?"

"I'm fine, and how are you?"

"Just great. It's been a wonderful summer."

"I see," he replied.

Too bad if he'd expected her to be devastated because they'd broken up. She hadn't meant to sound so happy, but she couldn't help herself. And she wasn't trying to rub it in, either. Her joy was genuine, hard to disguise.

Why should Hector be hurt if she was happy? According to her sister, he hadn't wasted any time finding someone else to date. At least, she'd taken her time, not jumping into the relationship with Esteban, putting him off for weeks. Even now, they were taking things slow.

"You didn't call this early just to chit-chat, Hector."

"It's after eight here, remember?" he said. "And past nine on the east coast. I wanted to call before the market opened."

"So you're calling from the office."

She didn't know why that bothered her, especially now, but it did. He couldn't take a few moments from his full social life to call? Oh, what did she care? She was over him.

"Yes, and I don't have long to talk. And you're right, I didn't just call to chit-chat," his tone dripped with sarcasm.

"Sí, dime."

"What's with the Spanish? Speak English."

She ignored his criticism and refused to respond. If she wanted to speak Spanish, then she'd be damned if he would stop her.

"Natalia, are you still there?"

"I'm here," she said.

"Good. I called because I'm coming up there. I'll probably be staying several weeks. I have a leave of absence from the brokerage. I need to work on the resort."

She wasn't surprised he was pursuing the ski development. When Hector got an idea for making money, he seldom let it go.

"And?" She prompted, wondering what the development had to do with her.

"Well," he sounded hesitant for the first time, "I expect to see you.

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