Sweet Fire

4.

Samira walked inside and appeared in a wide room. There were two staircases on either ends of the room leading up to the next floor, a back door exactly opposite from the front and a large antique chandelier hug from the ceiling.

Their bags were standing by the staircase and one of the two young women who came out to meet them, were approaching with an elderly woman also in the same uniform.

"Welcome to El Paraiso, ladies." The elderly woman greeted in a Spanish accent with a broad smile. "I am Elisa, but you can call me Nana, everybody here does." She chuckled and the sisters smiled. "This is Jasmine." She pointed to the young woman beside her and she smiled. "I was told you ladies are from the Alvaro Beverage Company?" She said in question form.

"Yes, we are." Samira replied and extended her hand to her. "I am Samira Alvaro, the CEO of ABC and this is my sister Tamera, the publicist of ABC."

"Wow, you came in person. It's an honor to meet you." Nana shook her hand and Tamera's. "Please come in." They walked further into the room. "Alejandro is not in at moment, so allow me to show you to your room."

Nana led them up the staircase, to the next floor. There room was beautiful and spacious, made of polished wood, from the floor to the two four-poster beds on either side of the room, including the chairs.

"We will leave you to unpack now, and I'll inform you when Alejandro returns." Nana and the women who carried their bags exited the room.

"Mine," Tamera pointed to the bed with the window, which overlooked the green vegetation.

Samira turned to the other bed and there was nothing exciting outside her window except that it was directly opposite to someone else's room. She could even see into that room since the curtains were open.

Sighing, she dragged her bag to closet on her side of the room and started unpacking. Tamera was doing the same thing. Both of them were deep in thought about if they would ever see Eros again.

"Samira did you take his contact?" Tamera asked.

"No." They did not need to mention a name because both of them knew whom they were referring.

"Why? Are you not attracted to him? Don't you want to give him a chance?"

"Yes and no." Samira had finished unpacking. She plunged down on the bed with a long sigh.

"Yes you are attracted to him, and no you do not want to give him a chance. Why?" Tamera had also finished unpacking, and moved to look outside her bedside window.

"Why? Because I won't get to see him again, can't you see that?" Samira closed her eyes and tried to get thoughts of Eros out of her head, because he was the only thing on her mind. She could not get rid of thoughts of his arms hugging her, his intoxicating woodsy scent and his devilishly handsome face.

As soon as her eyes closed, an image of him was starting to form in her mind. "No." She quickly opened her eyes and sat up in her bed.

"What if you see him again? Will you give him a chance?" Tamera asked hopefully.

"Well, that depends." Samira replied.

"Depends on what?"

She was silent.

"Samira, depends on what?" Tamera snapped and still, she remained silent.

"I do not know what it depends on, but you guys have to get together right now." She turned around to look at Samira at the other end of the room with a smile on her face. "Eros is outside!" She screamed.