26 | His arms

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Sometimes it is easier to pretend that you don't care than to admit its killing you 

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The next day, Aubrey found herself woken by a loud ring of her phone. She groaned as she picked up her phone from the side table as she answered it.

"What the fuck do you want?" Aubrey whispered-yelled as she held her throbbing head in her hands. She glanced at the clock to see that it was only 7:30 in the morning.

"Ma'am?" She heard the familiar voice and her eyes widened as she abruptly sat up ignoring her strong headache. 

"Jane? Is everything okay?" Aubrey said in a whisper, trying not to wake up her husband. The woman said something to Aubrey as she rubbed her temples with her ring finger.

"Is it so?"She whispered. "Yes, Aubrey. You need to come here as soon as possible." Aubrey noticed that Xavier stirred a little as the woman continued her rambling.

"I will be there in five hours." She said as she hung up. Aubrey covered her naked self with the blanket as she picked a random business outfit from her suitcase and quickly wore it.

She then slowly packed all her things in her suitcase as she kept an eye on the sleeping figure of Xavier, making sure that he doesn't wake up.

She gently picked up her suitcase as she glanced at Xavier one last time before leaving. All the events from last night came flashing back to her mind.

She knew that they were going to do it, she was sober enough to know what they were doing. As much as she hated to admit it, she wanted to do it with him. Her body craved his touch and longed for it.

Alcohol was just an excuse to do it. She knew that if Xavier ever confronted her about why she had sex with him two times she wouldn't admit the fact because she wanted, she would just blame the alcohol.

Aubrey sighed as she slowly rolled her suitcase to the entrance as she called Xavier's pilot who was none other than her high school best friend, well now ex-best friend, Blake Hossler.

"Hey, Blake! Where are you?"  Aubrey said "I am in Athens," "Thank god! I am in Santorini can you pick me up? I need to go to Istanbul, one of my clients called an urgent meeting and I can't call my pilot from New York, and I really need to go there as soon as possible." She said.

"Yeah, of course, I would be there in twenty," He said. "Thank you so much, Blake," She said as she ended the call.

Aubrey made her way towards the reception as she spotted the manager.

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