SebastianI never usually come down here for breakfast. In fact I rarely start my day with anything but a green smoothie then an intense workout after a run. Only this morning, I am hoping to catch a glimpse of the American Girl. I'm not sure after our last encounter if she will even entertain me asking her to dinner, let alone speak with me. I have butterflies in my stomach at the thought of speaking to her again. This is unlike me. Usually I am confident and straight forward, yet with her. Well it all seems so new, exciting and I am actually a little in awe of her. Does that make me somewhat scared of her? Possibly.Now, however I am caught on the phone. My father is calling an urgent meeting and he wants me to fly down to Malaga where we have an issue with one of our new projects. It is our largest hotel yet here in Spain. We have branched out to other countries but there is nothing like the one we have planned in Malaga. It will become our signature hotel. He is on the phone stres
AvaOh. My. God. He is coming towards me. I can't swallow the piece of cake in my throat. I am hoping he didn't see me being a total clutz and dropping my fork on the floor. I try not to look at him but my eyes are not paying any attention to my mind as they continue to stare into his gorgeous tiger eyes. I then realise that I have cake falling out of my mouth. Great! Time to pull my jaw up from the ground. Mental note: remember you don't like this arrogant s.o.b. I wish my lower regions would kind of remember that, only everything has started to ignite with fire and I can feel myself becoming aroused. I narrow my eyes like he is some kind of panther stalking me. I earnestly keep reminding myself not to be nice to him."Good morning." Right well with a smooth as silk voice like that, it is pretty difficult. I just nod. Then open my mouth. "Not you again." He stops in his tracks. He is close to where I am sitting, it's almost as if life has gone into slow motion. I am oblivious to the
AvaMy mouth starts moving and my ears hear the words, "fine. I'll go to dinner with you." I momentarily lift my hand off my chest but refrain from slapping myself and zipping my mouth firmly shut. Clearly my mouth has an entirely different thought process to my mind. For a start, there is no point getting into anything with someone whilst I am here, besides anything else in a week I will be heading south to Malaga. From there I plan to take a flight to the UK to visit London again and drop in on one of my friends who I've not seen for a while.Sasha and I have known each other since we were in college. She moved to London when she was twenty-one to work in the fashion industry. Making and creating clothes has always been a passion for her, it was supposed to be temporary, however, Sasha met Harvey and now they're planning the best wedding ever. They have invited everyone to a chateau in France and I cannot wait until the end of October, which is when they will be declaring their undy
SebastianI am sweating even though I tried to remain calm, cool and collected. I wasn't if I am honest, expecting the American girl to say yes. She looks challenging and maybe this is part of her attraction. Not to mention her beautiful face that was illuminated further by the rays of the sun shining down on her. Now I am excited to take her to the restaurant tonight. I know she will love it. Everybody falls in love with Casa Amor. First I need to have the difficult conversation with my father and why I will not be going to Malaga to sort out these issues on the new hotel. I do have someone I can send in my place. There is nothing that is going to come between me and the American girl. She is someone I would give everything up for. To feel her lips on mine, hold her in my arms and watch the stars with at night. She makes me feel something I have never felt before. I can't put my finger on it but it is real. My heart was pounding when I stood close to her and my stomach fluttered inc
AvaI wish it was already two o'clock. I really need to speak to Zoe. My stomach hasn't stopped fluttering since he was so close to me. My pulse began racing and I felt my mouth getting drier by the milli-second. I could smell his citrus fragrance and wanted to pull him into me. I am alarmed at how I can have the mind of a hussy when I've literally only been ditched by Mark a few short weeks ago. If I were over him then why does my heart still ache? Am I hurting because part of me feels like a failure for not being able to preserve a relationship? Or is it hurting because I truly loved him more than life itself? Or is it because he has hooked up with Charlotte already? No. That just makes me angry with Mark. Even though I want to hate him, I can't. How do you suddenly hate someone after having practically grown up with them and having lived with them? I poured my heart and soul into my relationship, I tried. I really tried. Yes I know I travelled a lot but Mark would always be by my
AvaI flop myself down on my bed enjoying the air conditioned room and stare up at the ceiling. I've taken so many photos today but the heat is too much. I came in about half an hour ago. I have a few hours left until our dinner at seven thirty. According to my mobile it's only half past three. What I need is a nice cold shower but honestly the sun completely zapped me. I know I shouldn't have been out in the afternoon sun for so long but I couldn't help it.Soaking up the people and atmosphere in the hub of Santa Fe was exhilarating. Soon I will look at my photos and choose some to upload. If I don't laze around too much I may even be able to piece a decent vlog together before I go out.The pit of my stomach feels weird. I cannot tell if it is excitement or nerves at the prospect of having dinner with him tonight. That reminds me I still need to decide on something to wear I am not going to give him the wrong impression, also I need to make it perfectly clear this is a one off thing
Sebastian I am nervous. I have never been nervous to go on a date with a woman before. Not ever in my life. Yet I am. The amber liquid swirls around in my crystal glass, brandy is needed to calm my nerves. Whilst I try to ascertain exactly why I have a fluttering sensation in my stomach I knock my brandy back in one, just to take the edge off. Even the mountain views from my wrap around balcony do nothing to pacify me.She doesn't know anything about my life, who I really am and the secret I have. The same secret I have managed to keep from everyone except my parents. I try to dismiss it but it's difficult to do. It is such a huge part of my life that at some point I am going to have to let it out. I am considering pouring myself another drink but check the time. It's already nearly half past seven so I need to make my way downstairs to my car and driver. My heart begins to race at the thought of seeing the American girl again, it flutters at the thought of spending a few hours with
AvaWell what can I say? I am angry. Why? Because he is so damn irresistible and I don't want to fight with my emotions all night over dinner and small talk to someone I am beginning to think is hotter than I can handle. I still feel emotionally wrecked after Mark ditched me even though I have already gone over this. He has been respectful so far in the car, and at least I can breathe somewhat easier knowing he hasn't got a girlfriend or wife tucked conveniently away. That makes me exhale. I am most definitely not the kind of girl who dates an attached man. I would rather slit my own throat. Dramatic? Well knowing Marc has moved Charlotte in kind of gives me the upper hand on knowing how damn hard and upsetting that is. It cuts me through my body like a knife slicing through butter. It. Really. Fucking. Hurts. To stop the tears from welling up in my eyes I take Pedro's hand as he assists me in getting out of the car. He is a short stocky man in his early sixties I would say and has a
Ava - Six Months Later I'm standing in a beautiful large suite with a terrace on which sit two white iron chairs and a round table. The view is across olive groves and lavender-dusted hillsides to the majestic mountains where last night I watched the most spectacular sunset as I gazed over the scenic Sierra Morena. I sat here serenely by myself thinking this is the best decision I have ever made. My insides are all a flutter with butterflies, my heart feels like it will explode with happiness and I have had a perma-smile for the last few months. Life couldn't have been more beautiful nor moved as quickly as it has. In just these few months I have moved lock, stock and barrel to live with Sebastian in his ranch just outside of Santa Fe. Nestled in a wondrous spot just outside of the town where he was born. It is a sprawling plot of land where horses can roam freely. We have goats, sheep and a couple of cows. Bella loves tending to them and recently Sebastian bought her geese and duck
Sebastian “Hello my beautiful, American Girl.” Her face is a picture as her jaw looks like it has dropped to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes wide and now she is running toward me. Ava’s arms open wide and she throws herself into me. “Oh my God, how on earth did you do this?” I knew she’d be surprised and happy. It is the least I could do to fly the ten hours back to meet her for our return to Spain. I didn’t want my girl to have to travel to her new home all on her own. Not at all. This experience we should share together, like so many more experiences we will have in our lifetime together. This woman is precious to me, I worship the ground that she walks on, I love everything about her from the mole just above her lip to the hair on her head. Talking of which smells like coconut and lemons as she presses her head into my shoulder. My arms are already around her and I hold her into me tightly. It feels like we have been separated for months not just days. It’s felt like an eter
TateWell that all went too quickly and now I have mascara smudged all over my eyes from crying so much after dinner which mom managed to make in record time. She’s already talking about Thanksgiving. I’m definitely coming home for that and Sebastian can put an army of bodyguards on me if he needs to. Although I am sure by the time November comes round, Mark will have moved on. Hopefully.Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of the year. We all get together and my mother’s sister and husband come over with their now grown-up children, Louisa and Denise. It’s always a really warm and fuzzy time of year. Zoe comes too but later as she always holds a Thanksgiving dinner for her special clients who don’t have anyone at the time of year. She’s so kind hearted and has never missed a Thanksgiving for them. This year she will have Nate to help her and that makes me feel warm inside. The thought of someone standing by her side.I hugged my parents like there was no tomorrow and Zoe be
Tate I’m still in a sulk. I should be excited beyond belief to be flying back to Spain to see and be with Sebastian again this evening. It’ll be the early of the hours of course since they won’t be ready for me until seven tonight. Right when I should be going out with Zoe and Nate for dinner. I then have a wild idea of having them come with me to Spain and being flown back in a week’s time. Only that is a pipeline dream since Zoe has her business to run and Nate has patients to see. Mom has been frantic all day at the thought of me flying out later this evening. She’s overwhelmed to say the least and I get that, I really do. Dad hasn’t taken it all too well either and shot off to the golf course to hit balls on the driving range. It’s now eleven and I am still in my bloody pjs. What I need is to shower and get my shit together and head over to the apartment to pack a few things into my larger suitcases. You know like personal belongings I want before my stuff arrives, clothes, shoes
TateI tried to ignore the message as best I could. Dillon left us around eight last night and Liam came to take over. He wasn’t the same build as Dillon by any stretch. In fact as I looked out of my bedroom window down to the front porch as he arrived, I’d easily say he could pass as a doppelganger for David Beckham. Victoria is a lucky lady, well not as lucky as me because I have Sebastian and he is in a league of his own. But nonetheless.Naturally, I went down to greet Liam. He is from Texas and has that lovely drawl thing going on. I showed him the latest message from my ex. “Don’t worry ma’am. We’ve got this. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you, with me on watch. If he’s dumb enough to show up around here, he’s gonna have to answer t’me.”I felt reassured but I’m still freaked out this is even happening to me. Why can’t Mark just take it on the chin that we’re over? He is the one that ended our relationship. Or perhaps he can’t handle rejection. Maybe there is more to the split be
Ava “Honey it’s so good to see you. It feels like you’ve been away for weeks and it’s only been a couple of days.” My mother rushes to me as I enter the cosy kitchen. As usual she is cooking and wearing her blue apron with her tied up in a messy bun. She looks so inviting and I allow her to take me into her arms and press me right into her bosom. I’ve missed my mom so much. She is right though, it does feel as if it’s been weeks not just a couple of days. So much has happened what with bumping into Mark, his threatening/nuisance messages, Arabella practically rejecting me and having a blinking bodyguard now of all things. Who, by the way I have left standing outside for the time being. Best not to overwhelm my mother in the first few seconds of arriving back home. “I know. It feels like it’s been ages too.” I say as I place my portfolio on the two-seater sofa in the inglenook in the kitchen and slip my rucksack off my shoulders and place it on the sofa too. It’s looking a bit jaded
SebastianMy blood is boiling to the point I am so fired up I could punch a wall. It is not often I lose control like this but that man, he needs to be dealt with before anything happens. I know of men who have hurt their ex partners, stalked them and harmed them. It is an insane world and I am frightened for Ava.At least with my detail providing security for her, the man would need a shotgun to get past her bodyguard. You would think it would help to allow me to sleep better tonight, only it doesn’t. I need to have Ava here with me in Spain, like yesterday. Not in three weeks. Besides, I am craving her. I am craving her lips crushed against mine, our bodies together and her warmth underneath me.Even with all these thoughts of my American Girl I do not become aroused, my anger is so fueled that sex is the last thing on my mind. I will be viewing the ranch and meet with the current owner later this morning. Elena, my assistant has done well to narrow it down to just three ranches for
Ava I stare at my mobile as the rage and anger fuels my entire body. This man, he just won’t let up. I swear if he was standing in front of me now, I’d easily punch him in the face. I’m not even sure whether to be concerned or just laugh this off. Only he is making me a bit shaky with the tone of his message. Moving away from the patio I step back inside the penthouse suite and read the message again. You had no right to run out on me like that the other day. I only wanted to talk and express how I felt. You’re not going to get away from me, Ava. I’m still in love with you. So, I fucked up. I realize that. But if you think I’m letting you get away you need to think again. I’ve seen all your social media posts with that man and he’s not right for you. I’m going to do everything I can to show you that he is wrong for you. I am the one that is meant to be with you forever happy after Not that jumped up son-of-a-bitch. I know where you’re staying here in NYC and I’ll be waiting. I mean
Ava “Honey, of course it’s worth fighting for. Honestly, what is wrong with you? Just because his daughter doesn’t like the idea it certainly doesn’t mean she won’t change her mind. You’ve got to see it from her point of view, Ava.” I’m outside on the wrap around balcony to the penthouse back in the Waldorf Astoria gazing up at the sky as Zoe talks to me. Of course everything she’s saying is absolutely right. It still doesn’t make it any better for me though. “My heart absolutely goes out to her, Zoe. It really does. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to lose your mother. I’d fall apart if my mom died or my father, it’s gut wrenching. And I know the last thing she wants is someone new into their lives.” “Look take a deep breath, I know you’re gutted that you can’t move in with him, but damn girl. You’ll be living on his doorstep literally. A villa on the land sounds amazing. Sebastian will see you every day, you’ll spend nights together and get to know his little girl an