What Happens in Vegas: Doesn't stay in Vegas

Chapter 17

Mayas POV

I hold Carina in my arms. Her head is resting on my breasts as if I were comforting a child. Her arms are wrapped around my waist. My fingers gently run through her long brown hair. I sink us down slowly until we are eventually lying down. I hope I'm giving her all the comfort she needs. Her breathing evens out eventually, I relax a little knowing she fell asleep. I have no idea how she feels right now. I do know their last moments together weren't in the best. I hope and pray that this doesn't haunt her.

I stay awake and watch over her. The sun is starting to peek through the blinds, signifying a new day. I take comfort in that thought.

Carinas alarm goes off and she rolls over to get it. She turns her head my direction as if out of habit. She's surprised when she looks at me. "Did my alarm wake you?"

I give her a light smile and shake my head. "No. I was awake."

She stretches on the bed. "Get some sleep. I have work to do before the barbecue."

She goes to stand up but I stop her. "We should cancel it. I don't think this is the best time fora barbecue."

Her eyebrows crease together. "Why not?"

I look at her with a pointed look on my face. "Carina."

She looks back at me all seriousness. "I'm fine."

I'm in shock at her response. She's not grieving at all. This isn't right. I know she's hurting badly. "I'm glad you're fine, but I'm still going to cancel or at least postpone it until we get back. That way I can help you with arrangements. I am your wife after all."

She finally agrees. Carina goes to work out while I sink down in the comfort of the blanket. I wake up to my second alarm and roll out of bed. I'm wide awake for once in my life. The only reason is because I'm worried about Carina. She wants to act like everything is normal, I have no choice but to let her. Eventually it will catch up to her and I want to be there fro her when it does. I get dressed in a soft summer dress and go downstairs for breakfast.

Carina is sitting there with a cup of her special Italian coffee like always. Vic brings breakfast out. I sit down excited to eat a chocolate crepe with strawberries. Carina has a healthy looking dish in front of her. No wonder she always steals my food, her food looks bland and tasteless. Out of curiosity, I steal a bite. Yep tasteless. I'm barely able to swallow it down. "Hey! Eat your own." She says. repeating what I always say to her, before stealing a bit of my food.

I point at her with my fork. "Hey, those are fighting words. Besides yours is slop. I wonder if a pig would eat it, it's gross." I take a couple of strawberries and cover them in the cream and syrup, then shovel it into my mouth. MMM it's delicious. I hum as I take each bite.

"Right! A pig would definitely eat that." She says as she steals another bite.

"Are you calling me a pig?"

Carina smiles. "Absolutely. You're the prettiest and most sexy little pig I've ever seen." She then steals another bits.

Carina ends up eating half of my plate, then heads to her office while I call Andy, Ryan and my dad to postpone the barbecue until we get back from Vegas. They're all understanding. Of course, Ryna already knew about everything. I go to the office where Carina is facing the window with her hands running through her hair. "You're sure?" She asks whoever is on the other line. "Excellent. Keep me informed." She hangs the phone up and turns around to face me.

"What's going on?" I ask her.

Carina sits bedside me. "Last night those men in the room were all the shareholders. They were playing poker for shares. Blake came up with this bright idea. He was trying to weasel his way back into the company. Anyway, he lost. My papa took them all. Blake then went off into a tirade. He claimed papa cheated, which he didn't. Papa is an excellent poker player, everyone knows that. Blake was just desperate. I had already taken half of his shares."