The Director and Don Juan: The Story Sisters #2 (The Blueberry Lane Series) by Katy Regnery

Author:Katy Regnery [Regnery, Katy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Katharine Gilliam Regnery
Published: 2017-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Alice set her alarm for five o’clock a.m., hoping to beat the heat by rising early for a run.

When they checked in yesterday morning, she’d asked about running trails and was gratified to learn that while there wasn’t a path specifically designated for runners, from one side of the resort to the other was about two miles on a flat, paved trail, and the concierge advised that before seven a.m., it was a runner’s paradise.

She tied the laces on her running shoes and stretched her legs, then tucked her room key card in her sports bra as she pulled the door shut behind her.

Purposely looking away from Carlos’ room, she turned toward the tennis courts at the west end of the property to find the trailhead, estimating the temperature at about seventy-five degrees. Warm but bearable.

Unlike her memories of last night…which were hot and almost unbearable.

After leaving the table like a ninny, she’d hidden in her room for the remainder of the evening, pretending to be asleep when Carlos knocked on her door an hour later, telling her that he’d brought her a sandwich for dinner.

It was an unfamiliar role for her—coward—and Alice found she didn’t like it at all. But the alternative? Facing him? No thanks.

She’d turned up the air conditioning and buried her sorrows in her pillow.

Her sorrows.

Her terrible sorrows.

Only we know, you and I, how much we suffer for this love.

Love.

Is that what this was? Love? This awful ache in her gut and her chest and her head since last night? Because if so, love sucked.

Not that she knew much about it.

I’ve never been in love, she admitted to herself as she turned the bend and saw the tennis courts up ahead.

Dated? Sure.

Sex? Absolutely.

But love? No.

It had been elusive so far in Alice’s life.

But these feelings growing within her were so overwhelming, so overpowering, the only way she could contextualize them was to compare them to how she felt when she had started Alice Story Imports—full of painful hope, able to think of little else, and desperate that she find some satisfaction for the growing need inside of her. At the time, she’d known with little ambiguity that she was in love with her new company and desperate for it to succeed.

But was she in love with Carlos too? Had she fallen in love with him at the same time? Was that how it had started, sharing every step with him along the way? But how dare such feelings manifest themselves when she hadn’t given her express permission for such a potent emotion to let loose inside of her?

She reached the trailhead and stretched again, looking at the white-sand beach and aqua-blue ocean to her right. Taking a deep breath, she set forth at a moderate pace, anxious not to overheat as the sun became stronger.

Recognizing the feeling inside of her—even if she was hesitant to name it—was one thing, but coupled with her recent memories of their intimacy last night, it was going to be harder and harder to fight it.

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