just take it at face value? It is what it is. Now, I just need to figure out how to not run into him.”
Sammi sighed. She didn't want to admit that Alessandra was probably right, but being hopeless when it came to all things men, she couldn't help but wonder if her intuition was right. Could there have been more to what Devon said? She didn't want to get Alessandra's hopes up, but she'd spent a lot of time studying men and considered herself a good friend to many, and something about the way he looked at Alessandra told her that he was into her. She didn't care about what he'd said tonight.
“I'll be back. You get some rest and get out of that outfit.” Sammi tried to sound playful, so as not to warn her that she fully intended to have a conversation with Devon to see where his head was at.
“Whoa. I know that look. What are you thinking? Please, don't do anything silly. I really just want to forget this happened and try to enjoy the rest of this week. Just me, my books, and the beach, understood?” Alessandra warned Sammi.
“Understood. Now, get some rest.” Sammi closed the door behind her and sprinted down the hallway to her room.
*
Alessandra wrapped herself in her bathrobe and made herself comfortable on the bed. That's where she intended to remain until she was sure that Devon had left the room for the day.
I can't believe I let Sammi talk me into this, Alessandra thought. She spent the next several hours going over their last conversation again and again in her mind. She couldn't recall a single time when she'd ever done anything remotely similar for any man she'd ever met.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard a conversation in full swing. Although she couldn't make out the conversation, the tone spoke of a couple that was enjoying each other’s company. She sat up, tilting her head to hone in on their conversation, but could only make out whispers and laughter.
Is he with a woman? You have got to be kidding me!
She shot up, tiptoed over to the door to look out. Devon had his arms around a tiny blonde woman, who had on more makeup than she did clothing.
What the hell?
The woman cupped her hand on Devon's ass, giggling. He turned to her, lifting her up to him. Alessandra closed her eyes. She couldn't look.
They closed the door and Alessandra's heart sank when she heard them lock it behind them.
What a jerk!
She sank down to the ground, feeling like a fool for ever believing that he was worth her time. She sat on the floor the rest of the night, trying to make sense of how quickly she allowed things to spiral out of control for her.
The last sound she heard was the sound of her own whimpering. She hated that he had that kind of control over her emotions so soon.
*
“You sure you don't want to come with me? There's a lot of single business owners in attendance.” Sammi wished she could do something to cheer her friend up, but after learning that Devon was just