PRINCE CHARMING: A Stepbrother Secret Baby Romance(98)

“Where are you going?” Claire asked.

“You said I could take him,” Amy responded.

“Take who?” Claire asked.

“Chance!” Amy said. “Have you changed your mind?”

“Oh, no,” Claire said as she remembered. “He isn’t mine to give, Amy. If you are interested in a one-night stand with some rich billionaire, go ahead. I’ll just stay here and read a book.”

“Everything alright over here?” Chance asked. He had walked up behind them.

“Yes,” Amy said, wheeling around to face him. “I was coming to hang out with you.”

“Oh yeah? Would you like to watch a movie with me in the entertainment room? I think that room is still relatively empty,” he said.

“Sure,” Amy was quick to say.

“You two go ahead,” Claire said. “I’d rather stay here.”

“Where’s here?” Chance asked and looked around the large room where several of the other passengers had gathered and were making themselves comfortable. “Come with me.”

“I told you, I’m not interested,” Claire said. “I just want to read my book in peace.”

“Not interested in a bed? I was going to offer you one of the master bedrooms that is still unoccupied. I thought you would be more comfortable there.”

“Oh,” Claire said. “Sorry. I misunderstood.”

There was a slight blush on her cheek, and Chance smiled at it. “Now, if you would follow me, please,” he said to them.

“Amy, get that,” Claire told her and showed her the duffel resting on the ground. “We grabbed some stuff from the luggage we might need and left the rest on the plane.”

“No problem.” Amy slung the bag over her shoulder and whispered to her friend. “Let’s go. I got a boy to catch.”

Claire shook her head and grabbed her overnight bag. “As always.”

They reached the room more quickly than Claire expected. Chance pushed the door open.

“Make yourselves comfortable.”

“Nice,” Amy said as they walked into a fancy room.

“Not bad,” Claire said, forcing her expression to mimic boredom instead of the excitement she felt.

“Master bath is in there, towels are over there in that cabinet, and you will find other toiletries you might need in the cupboard in the bathroom,” Chance told them, pointing to various locations as he spoke.

“Thank you,” Claire smiled.

“So, how about joining me in the entertainment room when you are settled?” he asked again.

Claire looked at him, then at Amy, then she looked away. “I’ll stay here. I’d love a hot shower,” she smiled. “Thanks for the accommodations. It is a lovely room.”

“Okay. Coming?” he asked Amy.

Amy grinned at Claire and winked. “See you later.”

After they left, Claire remained in the room, admiring the tapestries, art, and woodwork. The bathroom was a delight, and she slipped out of her clothes and stepped into the bath. The warm water flowed over her ivory skin, and she let it massage her tired body. Her head fell back so the water could course through her silken hair. She ran her hand over her face as her mind drifted to a moment not so long ago, when she was in the shower, and Trent had joined her. He had put his arms around her body, lathering soap over her and tickling her.

Her mind changed tactics and drifted to the hallway, where she stood only a few feet away from him as he held another woman in his arms and kissed her.

Were it not for the water cascading down her face, one could have easily seen the trail of tears as they joined the water pool at her feet. She leaned against the bathroom tiles and cried in silence as the pain of her heartbreak overwhelmed her.





CHAPTER 6


When Willow and Amy returned to the room later that night, Claire was curled up on the accent chair with a throw covering her legs. She instantly woke and looked around.

“What’s going on?” she asked as she stretched her legs.

“Have you been crying?” Willow asked her.

Claire pushed the throw aside and set her book on the nightstand. “What have you two been up to?” she asked, wiping the smears from her face.

“I was just out,” Willow said, removing her shoes.

“Out? Out where? In the ocean?” Claire asked.

Amy and Willow laughed. “It is a rather large piece of property, dear,” Willow responded. “Lots of places to be.”

“Mrs. Callahan?” Amy giggled. “Are you secretly meeting that man from the beach?”

Willow blushed and walked to the bathroom. “That’s none of your business, girls,” she tossed back at them as she closed the door.

“Of course it is,” Claire shouted back. “I don’t want to see my mother hooking up with a one-night stand.”

“Well, I’m not in a position to judge,” Amy said, blushing. “Chance is quite the catch.”

“I don’t even want to know what you two were doing,” Claire mumbled and sat back down in her chair. “I just hope the weather changes tomorrow so we can make it to St. Lucia in one piece.”

“I wouldn’t mind a few more days here,” Amy sighed. “I mean, this place is like a resort. Look at this room, and the service is great. And it’s free!”