Chapter 3
London welcomed the slight flutter in her stomach as the elevator descended in an almost silent whoosh. Earlier, when she’d made her way up to unpack and take a nap, the reality of where she was had hit her with a giddy rush of excitement.
Barcelona.
Her first vacation in years. And she’d met a sexy Spaniard, no less.
She could sleep once she was back in the States.
Instead of having to cover the cost of an in-home caregiver, her mother’s best friend, Margo, was visiting for two weeks. A twinge of guilt that it wasn’t her stayed stubbornly perched on the back of London’s neck—the same guilt she suffered every time she traveled. But if she didn’t travel, she didn’t get paid, which would make taking care of her mother completely impossible, instead of just difficult. Knowing t
