What Happened to Evie Del Rio? by Sarah Watts

Author:Sarah Watts [Sarah Watts]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cahill Davis Publishing
Published: 2022-06-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter forty-one

Genie

July 2018

It’s such a relief to get away from London. I keep going over and over how I’ll break the news to the children that somewhere out there they have an older sister. I just can’t tell how they’re going to react. Cassie seems so withdrawn since she got back from Mel’s but, wrapped up in my own drama, I’ve neglected to really talk to her about what’s wrong. Cassie and Will have already had a bust-up over Will splashing Cassie with water from the pool. Hopefully, they’ll settle down. Everyone’s probably tired and jetlagged, so things will seem better in the morning, after we’ve all had a good night’s sleep.

It’s 10:30 p.m. The children have retreated to their rooms, so Gray and I are enjoying a glass of wine outside, under the lanai, looking out over the glistening pool, listening to the comforting sound of the mini waterfall flowing from the jacuzzi, into the pool.

“Fancy a dip?” Gray asks suggestively, moving his chair closer to mine.

“Are you sure that’s all you’re after?” I reply with a tired smile.

“Well, at my age, I’ll take anything I’m offered.” Gray winks.

“Gray! Don’t forget the kids are here, you know.”

“Come on, Genie. We’re on holiday…” Gray says, kissing my neck gently but passionately.

“I’m not sure where my swimsuit is,” I protest weakly. I know I’m making excuses but all I want to do is have some glasses of wine and then go to bed.

“Who needs a swimsuit?” Gray pulls back slightly and shrugs, starting to read my mood.

“I do. I’m not going skinny dipping, Gray, so you can get that idea out of your head.” I mean for it to sound like a gentle rejection but it comes out harsh.

“Spoilsport. Don’t worry, we’ve got two weeks,” Gray says, finally giving up on the idea of skinny dipping but only for tonight.

Gray pours us another couple glasses of wine as we sit, enjoying the water on our tired feet. When the wine’s all finished, we stay outside, taking advantage of the warm night air and then dry our feet on a couple of towels and make our way inside.

Gray checks the locks, sets the house alarm and looks in on the kids—an old habit that seems hard to break—before he gets ready for bed in our ensuite bathroom. We each have our own vanity basin, so I have plenty of room for all my pots and potions. Within a couple of minutes, Gray has undressed and brushed his teeth. By the time I’ve taken off my makeup and cleaned my teeth, Gray’s already fast asleep, letting out a very light but equally annoying snore.

I climb into bed beside him, switch off the bedside light and fail miserably trying to find the curve of his legs, Gray usually finding the curve of mine. I toss and turn for what seems hours, but when I check the time, I’ve only been in bed for about half an hour. Thankfully, Gray’s in such a deep sleep

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