Fire and Desire

Chapter 22

Drafting out this text to Robyn was a lot harder than I thought. My eyes were glued to my phone at breakfast.

I thought I'd use this "time on my own" opportunity to meet up with her and find out what she had to say.

What she'd set me up with five months ago.

"Hey, it's Rea.

I know you're out here in Abu Dhabi too.. Thought we could finally talk about what you needed to say.

Get back to me."

No, that sounded .. wrong.

"Robyn, Rea here.

We're both out in Abu Dhabi as you know so text me back, let me know where you want to meet up so we can finally talk.

Thanks."

This one oozed more authority.

I liked it.

I smiled to myself as I clicked the send button and watched my blue message fill the screen. We were running on the same time zone so it shouldn't be hard for her to respond pretty soonish. It was approaching 9:30am when I reached up to the room.

Aubrey trailed behind me typing away and walking into the closet. I hiked up my sun dress and sat back on the bed, cross legged and reaching for the tv remote. I flicked through multiple Arab channels until I found E! and Keeping Up With the Kardashians. I heard him on the phone to some boys back home. His care free laughed echoed through the room as I focused on the Tv.

A knock at the door tore through my focus as to why Kim was seriously crying after wearing her diamond earrings in the ocean. Get real Hun.

I got up and went over the door and peered through the peephole. I didn't want to have to deal with Mark and his birthmark again. I looked at arm and ran my manicured thumb over an identical one on my own arm.

It had to be a coincidence right? Like, people have birthmarks on their arms all the time. It didn't mean anything ... Did it..?

I saw it to be Jas and I opened the door for him with a welcoming smile.

Though his "hello world" ass often became annoying, he was often one of the ones who kept me laughing whenever we were all together.

"How's it hanging Rea?" he smiled, helping himself to our fridge.

"It'll be hanging badly if you dare touch anything in that fridge," I snapped back.

It was all love though.

Before we could talk more, Aubrey came out in a dark long sleeved fleece and matching dark trousers and black and white trainers on, smelling like Tom Ford. He looked really really good.

It was a wonder how he even survived in such temperatures while wearing such dark and/or heavy clothing. However, I knew better at this point than to question his fashion choices. As long as he was comfortable I guess.

"You guys off to rehearsal right?"

"Indeed baby. We're going to be gone for majority of the day. The car is at your service all day but there's no need for you to come by the club. I'll text you let you know where we're at for peace of mind though."