The Game by Emma Nichols

The Game by Emma Nichols

Author:Emma Nichols [Nichols, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-16T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Five

When I woke, the morning of our second full day at sea, I was surprised to discover that I was alone. It took me a moment to process it. I grabbed a bathrobe from the closet, and found that the bathroom was empty. I could see from where I was standing that he wasn’t on the balcony. For some reason, there was an almost perceptible growing panic within me. Before I could ponder what to do next, I heard that all too familiar card in the door. It was amazing how little it took to change my perspective from crushed to calm once more.

Turning to smile in greeting, I caught Mr. BE just as he was stumbling through the door. “I’m never going to get my sea legs,” he joked.

In his hand he had one plate that was heaping full of some of our favorite breakfast foods. Then he turned around, bent down, and picked up another plate and a heaping bowl of fruit salad that he must have had to set down in order to open the door. My smile was genuine and effortless.

“I was hoping we could have breakfast in bed and lay low for little bit. I guess the waves are bothering me more than I thought,” he said. “Plus, it’s just a day of nothing before we hit Grand Turk in the morning.” He smiled at me warmly while passing me the first breakfast plate. “I really want to be at my best there.”

Nodding, I brought the food to the bed. “Wow,” I said, “you must have taken just a few of everything. It’s all my favorites.”

Blushing some, he admitted, “I know. I paid attention.” Then he lowered himself to the edge of the bed. He seemed worn out and I had to admit, it was probably my fault for not letting him rest more at night. I was being too selfish and all the while he’d been struggling with motion sickness and was totally exhausted

“Relax,” I suggested. “It’s a perfect day to lounge around. If I want sun, I’ll go out on the balcony. If you want me to lie with you, I will.” Caressing the side of his face, I studied him for a moment to reassure myself that it was nothing more severe. His temperature seemed normal and his color was just like it had been. Confident that he’d recover, I said, “Let’s eat before it gets cold.”

I meant everything I said, but suddenly I had no idea where those words came from. It was, sensitive, caring, bordering on nurturing and maternal. Gawd, if it had been that lawyer asking me to sleep in when I wanted to be up enjoying the party on the lido deck, I probably would have told him to fuck off and catch up when he could. I hadn’t even hung around for Jolie. Thank goodness, because if I had, I might have missed meeting this man, the man that I was now turning me into a woman I didn’t even recognize.



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