She grabbed a pair of flats and before dashing back downstairs she opened the drawers to see if her underwear had been neatly folded—which would have been a bit on the creepy side. Instead, her small carry-on bag containing her intimates and make-up were sitting untouched next to the dresser.
"Are you ready ma'am?" she heard Gio call.
"Coming." She hurried down the stairs and noted the way that he followed her with his eyes as if he was her man. Maybe for a little while it would be okay to pretend that he was, she thought.
As they headed to the door she saw a bowl of perfect strawberries and a chilled bottle of sparkling water on the table at the entrance of the room. She must have really been tired not to have seen that.
"Mmm," she said after taking a bite of the most perfect strawb
