THIRTY-THREE
The remaining time in Rome was torturous. After two nights of not sleeping in her own bed, Roxie switched to sleep in the master. On the night they’d had s*x, Roxie hadn’t slept with Zairn. Maybe her subconscious regretted that decision. Sleeping in his bed was the best way to ensure she wouldn’t miss his return.
The days passed and eventually the time came for their group to pack up and fly to Barcelona.
A new city.
For the first time since starting the tour, moving to a new city wasn’t exciting. In fact, she flat didn’t want to go. Making a scene wouldn’t get her anywhere, except embarrassed. Resisting would be crazy anyway, it wasn’t like Zairn didn’t know where to find them.
The wheels had to keep on turning, even if the leader wasn’t at the helm. His team were practi
