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up early the following morning wondering where the hell she was. She blinked against the daylight that was streaming into the room through the huge plate glass window and stifled a groan as a little man with a hammer started to play the drums in her skull.
     
    The weight of an arm thrown across her stomach brought back the events of the previous night, and she stifled another groan as her hand very carefully went up to hold her head. She was never drinking champagne again, certainly not in such copious amounts as she had last night. She quickly thought back to the events of the previous night, trying to remember if she’d said anything that could jeopardize things with regards to the company. Dawson would be pissed off if the deal with Armando didn’t go through. But he would be absolutely furious if it didn’t go through because of something she’d said or done.
     
    Thankfully, Armando was still snoring softly beside her, so hopefully she would be able to get out of the room without any of the awkward morning after moments. She carefully lifted his arm up and placed it back down on the mattress, and then wiggled her way off the bed as slowly as she could without making any sudden movements.
     
    Zoe picked her clothes up off the floor and put them on as quickly and quietly as she could, holding her breath for fear of waking him up. The fact that he was staying in the same hotel that she was meant that she didn’t have to worry about washing her face or making sure that she looked presentable. A quick look around to make sure that she hadn’t forgotten anything, and Zoe left the room with as much stealth as she could muster, making her way down to her own room as quickly as she could and breathing a sigh of relief when she didn’t bump into anyone on the way.
     
    Zoe closed the door behind her and turned the lock, and then she collapsed onto the edge of her bed with a groan. She reached for her purse and retrieved a couple of aspirin and the small bottle of water she always kept there in case of emergencies. She swallowed the pills down with the fervent prayer that they would soon work their magic and get rid of her headache. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the dressing table she groaned again. Thank God she hadn’t bumped into anyone; especially anybody that knew her. She looked like death warmed up and would have been completely mortified if anyone had seen her.
     
    A shower was definitely in order, and she got to her feet, wearily taking off the clothes she’d only put on a few minutes before and letting them fall in a heap on the bedroom floor. Walking naked through to the bathroom she turned on the shower, brushing her teeth while she waited for the water to heat up. Stepping under the hot spray a few minutes later she gave a thankful sigh as the power of the water helped to soothe her aching muscles.
     
    As she got out of the shower, Zoe heard a cell phone ringing from the bedroom and hurried to answer it. She didn’t know whether to be relieved or not when she saw Dawson’s name and not Armando’s, but she made sure that her voice was neutrally friendly anyway. “Hi, Dawson. How’s it going?”
     
    “It’s going well, thank you Zoe. I’m just about to land at Geneva airport and I should be with you in about thirty minutes.”
     
    Even though Zoe always loved to hear his voice she really wasn’t pleased to hear his words. “With me? Here? At the hotel?” She knew she sounded like a babbling idiot, but he’d really taken her by surprise. She wasn’t expecting to see him for another few weeks and thought that the meeting would just be the usual conference call. She felt the little man with a hammer inside her skull kick up a beat and she absentmindedly reached for the aspirin bottle before remembering that she’d already taken two and throwing it back down on the bed in disgust.
     
    “Yes with you. At the hotel.” She could hear the laughter in Dawson’s voice and