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He studied me from head to toe, his face a stoic mask.“Are you leaving?” he asked me in a careful voice.
“That depends on you.Are you going to talk to her?I assume you know what she wants.”
I couldn’t read a thing from his face, but I thought his answer said it all.
“Yes, I’ll talk to her.I’ll hear her out.Now tell me what you’re doing.Are you leaving?”
“She wants you back.She’s willing to leave her new husband for you.You could end her marriage with one word.Is that why you came here?To destroy them?”
He flinched, guilt written all over his face, and I thought I might be ill.
“I can’t believe you,” I said in disgust.I’d known what this was, but I was still hurt, jealous beyond all rationality.“You want her back?”
“I didn’t say that,” he said, his voice even.“I said I’d hear her out.Now you need to calm down.”
He’d broken the universal law about telling a woman to calm down as you broke her heart.
I kept it together, though, on the outside at least.I grabbed my purse, and started backing towards the door.
His brows drew together in concern, and he held his arms out, taking a step toward me.
I held up a hand when I saw he was going to speak.“It’s fine.Hear her out.I’ll give you some space.Do what you need to.”
“Where are you going?” he asked, and for the first time his composure seemed to crack.“Don’t be silly.Don’t do something rash, lapochka.You don’t need to go anywhere.”
I did, though.If they were about to reconcile, I knew in my heart that I could not take seeing it firsthand.
I smiled with false cheerfulness.“I’m not being silly.You guys clearly need some privacy.I’ll just go down and have a cup of coffee, okay?You can come and get me when you figure out what you want.”
“What does that mean?” he asked in a very carefully controlled voice.
I was close to losing my composure, so I turned away, heading for the door.“It doesn’t mean anything,” I said lightly.“Just do what you came here to do, Kashnikov.”
I fled.I didn’t stop for coffee.I walked out the front door and straight to valet.“Can someone order me a car fast.One that can take me all the way home.It’s a five hour drive.”
It was a five star property, so of course they accommodated me.They had a car service on hand, employed by the resort, drivers readily available.
A black car pulled up less than two minutes after I made the request.
I was even able to charge it to Mr. Kashnikov’s room.
I smiled thinly when they told me that, but immediately took them up on the offer.
