What Happens in Vegas: Doesn't stay in Vegas

Chapter 22

Carinas POV

I'm in my office staring out the window. It's over. I can rest easy now knowing Blake is locked up and my papas murder was brought to light. I was callous and ruthless in the way it was handled, but I have no regrets. Maya's face appears in my mind. She thinks I'm a good person. I wonder, what does she think of me now?

I told her I am a shrew business woman. She's never seen me in that light. She always thinks the best of people. She's such a good, kindhearted angel. A light knock on my door brings me out of my thoughts. "Enter."

I know who it is without turning around. Her sweet scent infiltrates my senses, calming me nerves. Maya's delicate hands reach round me from behind as she lays her head against my back. "Carina. You're the best. That was so amazing how you handled that dickhead. His face is going to be all over the headlines. Everyone will know what he has done. He'll never be able to show his face again. I wonder how long he'll get. I'm proud of you." She ends her words with a kiss to the back of my neck.

Shocked is an understatement. Who is this woman that I married? I take her hands and pull her round to face me. I crush my lips to hers. I kiss her until her lips are slightly swollen. She's acting nervous now. I know she is worried about our relationship being discovered. "I have to get back to work. Do you want anything, need anything?" She asks.

"Are you in the offering?" I tease her. Her face goes red then she rolls her eyes and leaves my office. I chuckle at her antics. I look over to my room and remember last night.

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Mayas POV

I'm so excited to be going back to Vegas. There is a lot of downtime in Carina's schedule. I want to get a massage and swim in the crystal clear pools. It would be amazing if we could go to a few shows too. The last trip we took was only two nights. We will be there an entire two weeks this times. Mrs Bailey had our luggage packed while we were working. I'm not sure what she packed but I trust her enough that she knows what she is doing. Well... I hope.

I'm in my closet looking for anything specific, I want to have with me. I do want my sunglasses, which are not on my shelf. I look at my swimwear, my favourite swimsuit is not in it's place. I look at my dresses, a majority of them are not on their hangers. Damn, she is good.

In the bathroom my box containing all my hair and face essentials is still in it's place. I look inside to find that my favourites are not there. I have nothing to do and it's still early I kick off my shoes and strip out of my work clothes. I throw my most comfiest clothes on and head downstairs. Carina is in her home office and I can't be a distraction. She still has a lot of work left to finish before we leave in the morning. I decide to have some me time in the entertainment room with a bowl of popcorn and a movie.

I must have fallen asleep because I wake up to my blanket pulled off of me. There are no windows in the room so I have no idea what time it is. "Hey, sleeping beauty. You had me worried."

I sit up and stretch a little. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to disturb you while you were working."

Carina helps pull me upright and wraps her arms around me. "Are you hungry?" Miss Hughes said "You missed dinner."

I yawn. "Really? What time is it?"

She smoothes my hair down. "It's after 9."

I cant't believe I slept this long. "Have you eaten?"

She shakes her head. "I was just about to when I spoke to Miss Hughes. Come on, we will get something small and light." Carina laughs when I make a face.

"Forget that. I'll make something good." I lead Carina down to the kitchen and make her sit at a stool at the island, while I manoeuvre around the kitchen. I find some chicken breasts, so I thin them out with some seasoning and place them on the grill. I find yummy vegetables. "Pasta or no Pasta?" I ask her as I'm pulling out more vegetables.