Arranged

Chapter 3

After I arrived, all I could think of was a warm bed. At first I woke thinking I was in my bed. After the plane took off, I closed my eyes and woke up only once and that is to eat.
I walked out, and there was a driver awaiting already to bring to the hotel. I appreciated the fact that Mateo didn't send us to some cold place. The sun was out with a clear blue sky, humidity and sea air blowing against my skin. My hair would eventually get more volume due to this but I didn't mind at all. I had only been to the Dominican Republic but Havana was another treasure in the Caribbean.

We finally arrived at the hotel, and my heart raced a bit. My luggage was taken to my room as I checked. They apparently had a good knowledge of Mateo as he was their regular client. He also had a good taste in hotel, and knew how to go big when it came to luxury.
"Mr Sanchez isn't around yet. He will be checking in a little late at night." The receptionist told me. I nodded with a smile, and walked up to the suite. It had a sea view with a huge balcony which was all I needed. I stood there, having the wind blow through my hair, which I quickly tied before it puffed up. It was just one o'clock so I decided to take a nap, still tired from the long flight. I set my alarm so I wouldn't oversleep till night, because the last thing I wanted was for him to meet me asleep. 

"Skylar!!!!!" I jumped at the mention of my name. I checked my phone, and it was two hours before I was supposed to wake up. There was a loud knock at the door, and I got up to open it.
"Hi!!" My eyes widened at Stacy right in front me. She hugged me tight, and got in. I closed the door still confused.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" she asked going out to the balcony. I snapped out of my trance, and hugged tightly with a grin.

"It's such a relief to see a familiar face. But, how the hell did you know where I was?" I asked staring at her bewildered. She looked flushed from the heat she wasn't used to.

"I asked your mom. She asked why though, because apparently this trip is meant for just both of you so I told her it was only for a day. " she said grinning at me.

I smiled mischievously. "You are here for a week aren't you?"

"Of course. Havana is beautiful." She said whistling, something I still hadn't learnt even in my teens.

"And hot!" she exclaimed fanning herself with her hand. I led her back in the room, closed all doors and put on the ac.

"So tell me ,how do you feel? About to meet your forever" she said sitting at the mini bar, while I poured her a drink.

"I don't know." I shrugged feeling nervous as hell.

"Wow. I've never seen you this quiet. You must be nervous as hell. "she said taking a sip. Of course I was. I don't think I knew anyone who wouldn't be. I just nodded, my hands getting shaky. Seeing that, she looked at me tenderly like I was her little sister in help with her homework. She took my hands, and smiled. "Let's go out, bring the old you back out for Mr Sanchez." She said wiggling her eyebrows. I laughed and little and agreed. I took my bag, and turned around towards her.

"How the hell did you get around ?" I asked knowing she didn't speak an ounce of Spanish. She waved her phone at me.

"Google translate." She said getting down from the chair, and leading the way out. I nodded, and followed her downstairs. She even rented a car. I looked at her in disbelief, and I realised I was talking with Stacy. She grimaced at me, and got in the car. "Let's go Sky woohoo!" she said honking three times like I wasn't standing right next to the car. I shook my head laughing, and got in and she sped off.

By the second hour, I was full of her contagious positivity. I felt like myself again, and was no more nervous but excited to meet him. We laughed at another one of her jokes as we stopped by a food truck to get sandwiches.