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It made me even more excited to see him, however, I couldn’t ask what I wanted to with Victoria standing there, so I headed out to the balcony and shut the door behind me. More than anything, what I wanted to ask him was what time his trip was going to start. It was almost 3 pm now, and if he planned to be involved in the dinner later that night, I suspected that he would be ready to leave, so it made me a bit anxious not knowing.
Once again, the dilemma arose as to whether to call him or text him, but since I was in Aurora’s room, I sent him a message. To my extreme delight, he responded nearly immediately, and I couldn’t help my smile.
“4 pm okay?” he asked. I imagined that this was quite late because I didn’t know of a motorcycle track that was close by, but perhaps he had other plans.
“Alright, I’ll confirm with you soon,” I texted back to him. I turned around to return to the room; however, just as I slid the door open, he sent another message.
“Come to my room?” he asked, and my eyes slightly widened. I couldn't keep the blush off my face even as I put the phone away, and this was my mistake because it gave Victoria the opening that she wanted.
“Is it appropriate to be having personal sexual relations where you work?” she asked me; my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I stared at her then and found the smug smile on her face.
“Excuse me?” I asked, even as I knew that Aurora had gone unusually quiet and was listening, probably confused.
“Am I wrong?” she asked and nodded toward my phone.
“I saw you blushing and of course I can’t mistake your glow. You must have had an especially wonderful morning.”
Aurora burst out laughing then.
“What the hell do you mean, of course, she's glowing? Aren’t I glowing as well? We all spent the morning in the spa.”
“You always look wonderful, Aurora,” I said.
“However, that is absolutely not what I am talking about, and Evelyn knows it.”
She looked at me then, drawing the attention of the attendants in the room, and I was forced then to look at Aurora.
She looked surprised and as though she was waiting to counter this. I was fuming, but I knew that she was trying to provoke me into being defensive. I managed to keep my calm.
“No, actually, I don’t know what you're talking about,” I said. “Would you care to elaborate?”
At my words, she seemed surprised.
The smile on her face faltered, and just like that, the true darkness of who she was and how she felt was completely exposed. Before she could respond, however, Aurora stepped in.
“Victoria, you two are always at each other's throats. It makes me wonder all the while what happened between you two in college.”
This I absolutely didn't want to respond to, but I did want to talk to Aurora. However, now was definitely not the right time, plus I wanted to leave, so I simply made my excuse.
“I’ll be back before it's time to go for dinner, but in the meantime, Mr. Moran invited me on a motorcycle riding day trip of some sort. I’m not really sure about the details.”
Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
“What do you mean he invited you?” She was shocked, startling everyone in the room with her heightened pitch. “He invited you and didn’t invite me?”
“That’s what I was saying,” Victoria said in a low tone; however, Aurora was too amazed and apparently excited to pay her any attention or even hear her.
“When is he going?” She picked up her phone. “How come he didn't invite me? My fiancé loves motorcycles as well. Why the hell is he using the photographer I invited for his own purposes?”
“He wants you to capture him, doesn’t he?” she asked. “I hope he's fucking paying you extra? I’m going to be extra pissed at him if he isn’t.”
She spoke so fast and so excitedly that I didn't really know how to respond. I stared at her and wondered if I should clarify, but then I decided that there was no need to, at least at the moment. I looked at Victoria, and she too seemed stumped. Eventually, though, and to my relief, she took her leave, mumbled something about returning on time, and left.
It was my time to head over to get ready, but I absolutely had nothing appropriate to wear to a motorcycle track. I was excited, though I had to admit, and so I excused myself and headed over to my room.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Drake
