Robert arrived faster than Gabi expected. She’d barely stepped out of the tub when the buzzer rang. There in the doorway stood a man who, ten years ago, was considered one of the best tennis players in the world… and also a charming heartbreaker. He had a meek smile on his face and a not-so-small suitcase in his hand. Gabi hugged him happily. Robert could probably smell the sweet honey scent of her skin after the hot bath. They kissed for a long time in the doorway. She had waited a long time for a feeling like this, for this engulfing intoxication; she suspected it would come sooner or later and then she’d have to say goodbye to Carlos (whom Juan only referred to as “that pathetic bastard”). But things were never that easy. The man who happened to be passionately kissing her and tightly h
