The Art of Seduction (Taming the Billionaire Book 4) by Kayla C. Oliver

Author:Kayla C. Oliver [Oliver, Kayla C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Green Hill Publishing
Published: 2018-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Tiffany

That next morning, when the sun had risen, and the birds began to chirp, I slowly woke from my perfect slumber. The night had been amazing, talking, getting to know one another, and cuddling in his arms for just one more night in paradise. I stretched my arms over my head and smiled, not opening my eyes just yet. I knew that when I did, the magic would start to fade, and I wanted just a few more moments. When I did finally open them, I looked over next to me and realized that I was alone in the bed.

My face fell slightly, and I pushed my hands into the bed and pulled myself upright. I leaned back against the cool headboard and rubbed my eyes. I looked around the room for Rob, but he wasn’t there. I glanced over at the dresser where his suitcase was, and it too was gone. Rob was gone. He had left, and I was there in the inn room all by myself. I shuddered slightly as a cloud moved over the sun, casting a cold shadow into the room. I brought my arms up and wrapped them around me, turning and putting my feet on the floor.

The only sound in the whole place were the birds whistling wildly outside. I couldn’t believe that he had just left like that, and part of me thought that maybe I was still asleep and dreaming. I turned my body around and looked at the table by the window, seeing a vase of roses and a note next to it. I got up from the bed and grabbed the robe that was on the chair and pulled it around me. I walked over to the table and leaned down, taking in a deep breath of the floral scent. They were beautiful, but I was still disappointed that they were Rob’s replacement.

I reached down and picked up the folded note, staring at my name written handsomely on the outside. I sat down in the chair and opened up the letter.

“Tiffany,” he wrote. “I’m sorry I had to leave so early. Enjoy your morning and drive safely back to the city. Please call me when you get back.”

At the bottom of the letter, he had written his phone number and signed his name. I read the letter one more time and then closed it and pulled it to my chest. I stared out the window at the trees blowing in the breeze, large clouds floating over the sun. I took in a deep breath and let it out, feeling the excitement of the weekend starting to wear off. I didn’t want that feeling to leave; I didn’t want to end up back in the city at the job I hated, in a life that just wasn’t mine. The weekend had been perfect but now it was over.

I sat there at the table for several minutes, trying to get my emotions under control, trying to push out the dread. Finally, I got up and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

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