From The Vacation

Chapter 2- Anahita

As soon as I went inside the room alloted to me, I saw the interior which was quite impressive. The windows faced the water giving me a perfect view of the scenic beauty.

The bed looked so soft and comfortable that as soon as I laid back on it i fell asleep. The sleep was valid because I was tired after my flight. Also the bed was to complain. As my trip was for 4 days I thought of all the things I wanted to do. I wanted to go to the beach,park and club. I wanted to go for a spa session and more shopping. There was just so much to do in such less days.

After I got fresh and changed into a pretty sun dress with floral print on it. The dress had a slit that ended just above my knee, wearing my heels and my tote bag i left from my room. I had kept a romance novel in it, my laptop and some other essentials.

Turning on the Google maps I wandered in the streets, loving and memorizing the place. I reached a cafe and decided to eat something. The cafe was beautiful with ceiling to floor glass windows that overlooked the water. The place was welcoming and comfortable.

I took a seat in the corner, waiting for the waiter to come and write down my order. I took out my novel and flipped the pages to continue reading from where I left when the waiter came. The guy was young man with a soft smile and pretty eyes. I ordered coffee and went back to reading.

It is a task to read with a no expression on your face in public. The bookmark was where things got "spicy". I tried my best to conceal my expressions and thought I did a good effort when the waiter came. He kept the coffee on the table and took a look at my book. The smile and excitement on his face could not go unnoticed. He said," If you don't mind, I would like to tell you that this is my favourite book. I completed reading it a few days ago and I can't stop thinking about i." I liked men who read books. The next few minutes we talked about the author, the characters. He was called back to take some order so we decided to chat after his work was done.

I sat 2-3 hours in the cafe. Since I had other things to do and explore the place, I decided to leave. Just when I was about to stand from the chair, the same guy from earlier came to my table. This time he had a pastry in his hand but I didn't remember ordering one. He said that a man had ordered it for me, asking the staff to give it to me. This felt weird because I knew no one here. When I asked who it was, the waiter pointed to a man leaving the cafe wearing a black suit. I could not see his face as his back was facing me, before i could call him he had already left.

I took the pastry from the waiter and he said that the payment was made. When I was ready to leave, I asked that young waiter for his phone number so i could contact him later. I was kind of a social butterfly and made friends quickly. We made a plan to meet tomorrow at the beach. He walked me to the door where we chatted more about the book I was reading earlier.  Checking the watch for time I saw that I still had time with me.

I took a walk to the near by spa and saloon shop. I had to book an appointment for a spa session. I took tomorrow's appointment as I was free in the morning. Still roaming around to spend my time I crossed a clothing shop. They had a black dress in the display that caught my attention. There were other dresses also but this felt like a revenge dress.

The shop's name was "Fashion Starters". As soon as I entered inside the aura changed. I saw the dresses, tops, graphic tees and many other clothes. I could not bring my self to not buy other clothes as well. Being a fashion designer i always loved buying new clothes and experimenting with them. Fashion was all about what made one comfortable yet stand out from others.

I had enough clothes that would last till this trip. Even when I went back I would have enough clothes that there was no need to go shopping for the next one month. When I reached my hotel room I thought about the mystery man who gave a pastry. I mean it was nice but one does not go around giving pastries to someone they don't know. From the back and black suit, I could figure out only two thing. One that the man has either from a wealthy or upper middle class family. Second that he had broad shoulders, maybe with a body filled with muscles also. Maybe he even had a handsome face with a big- Ugh I needed to get laid or I would not be able to stop thinking about the mystery man. After my breakup I had stayed away from any sexual activity. It was this place, the mystery man or I don't know what but I needed to get this energy out.

I called Stacy and we chatted about how we spent our day. She told me that she had done nothing special apart from trying to cook something but ended up burning the food. She needed to learn cooking safely. If not, she would end up hurting herself and the ones around her one day. I told her about the clothes I bought, the young waiter from the cafe, the spa session and about the mystery man.

She couldn't help control her squeal. Stacy appeared to be a tough and hard girl from outside but deep down she was a hopeless romantic person, like I was.We had many things in common that's why our vibe matched in the first meet and we became friends.

After ending the call with Stacy I changed and went to sleep.