Normally I would stay several more hours coursing through the tons of photos picking just the perfect ones, but I was in no mood to continue my emotional ping pong tournament with tall dark and gorgeous.
He was potent.
As soon as they began breaking down the equipment I hurled myself across the open area and made a beeline for the car. Pamela and Charles followed spurting protests in my wake. I ignored them and practically lunged into the back seat.
When they each folded in and began pursing their lips readying for the onslaught of questions I held out my hand then placed my finger over my lips in a silence gesture and laid my head back against the seat. I had to get a grip on myself. It was as though I was unraveling and the entire world were witnessing the tragedy.
They remained silent for the entire three-hour ride back to our rooms. I found myself oddly humming a satisfied tune when we pulled in front of the house.
