Chapter 18
MARILYN
“This place is a f*****g mine field, you know…”
A soft voice whispers into my ear, barely cutting into my thoughts. I hear it and at the same time, I don’t.
It’s an unwelcome interruption; I’d rather be thinking, daydreaming, fantasizing about what happened in my hotel suite last night.
But the voice keeps whispering, and pretty soon those hushed whispers turn into harsh hisses.
I can feel the sharpness of the slithering breath against my neck.
“Mare… Mare, are you listening to me?”
I tilt my chin towards my chest in the slightest of nods. “Mmhm.”
“No, you haven’t.” Hiss. Hiss. Hiss. “You haven’t heard a word I’ve said. I’ve been talking about the all of the reporters trying to sneak in. Paparazzi surrounding the plaza. It’s a jungle around here.”
Finally, I ri
