The Magic In The Receiver by Dillon Paul

Author:Dillon, Paul [Dillon, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781908961402
Publisher: Mark Williams international Digital Publishing
Published: 2014-02-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Ben and Elena lay entangled together, drenched with sweat. The room was hot. He didn’t move; maybe he would never move again and lie there, forever, wrapped around her wet body.

He wasn’t sure how long they’d been making love. In the depths of his passion, time ceased to flow; making love to Elena became his only reason to exist.

“That was incredible,” he said.

“I know. I love doing it like that,” she whispered.

His phone beeped with a message, Elena wriggled free.

“I’ll have to take another shower,” she said. “You’ve made me all sweaty, you hog.”

“Actually, it was the other way round.”

She whacked him on the arm, gathered up her bikini and slunk off to the bathroom.

The text was from Eric. “Don’t forget we leave at one.”

“Hey Elena, we’re running late,” he shouted.

“That’s your fault.”

Ben typed a reply.

‘I thought you said one thirty be there soon.’

A tangle of thoughts circled his head as he threw clothes into the suitcase. Plenty had happened in the last twenty-four hours, yet it seemed only moments since he’d opened his eyes and stared at the bands of sunlight through the veranda doors. He dropped the lid down, checking it would close, and stepped out to the balcony for one last look at his garden.

Elena came out of the shower clad in her bikini. He caught a glimpse of her in the corner of his eye and went back inside the room.

“Don’t you dare touch me, you’re still sweaty,” she said, preempting any attempt to grab her.

He made his hands like claws and chased her, screaming, back into the bathroom. She stood against the sink, arms outstretched. “Get away!”

His frivolity jostled with a desire to have her again as she cowered in front of him. He got in the shower, letting her escape.

By the time he stepped out of the bathroom, Elena was dressed and reading on the patio.

“I’m clean now, can I grab you?”

“That’s way enough grabbing for one day.”

“Have you got everything? I think we’re ready.” He threw his toiletry bag in the suitcase and zipped the lid shut.

Only the green carrier remained; Elena plucked it off the bed and followed Ben as he wheeled his case towards the door.

“It’s a pity to leave the flowers. Spiro will have to come and reclaim his champagne bucket,” she said.

“The maid can have them.” Ben took a twenty-euro bill from his wallet. “Here, slide that under the bucket.”

After one last sweep of the room, they left.

Ben’s dash along the corridor left Elena struggling to keep up. He arrived at reception before she’d descended the stairs.

Two small boys played chase around a set of matching blue suitcases in front of the registration counter. The children grew increasingly noisy as they waited for their father to check in.

“Carlo. Pazientare!” The mother grabbed the older child by the arm, lifting him off the ground.

Ben reached for his phone, checking the time. He would not make it to the boat by one-thirty.

Elena sensed his impatience. “Hey, it’s Greece; fifteen minutes late, an hour, no worries.

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