Laura
How did he know my name? Had he been eavesdropping on us? No, he couldn't have. I would have noticed him. Karolina grabbed me by the hand all of a sudden.
"Come on, or you'll never reach that ladies' room anc we'll be stuck here forever".
When we finally returned to our table, there was another bottle of Moët waiting for us.
" well, well. I see were not skimping on the drinks today, darling," i said with a laugh.
"I thought you ordered it", martin replied, visibly suprised. I already paid, and we wanted to leave. I took a look around the club. I knew it wasn't a mistake. The bottle arrived at that moment on purpose. He was still watching me.
" it's probably on the house. After your 'Happy Birthday', they couldn't leave us with nothing karolina said. "But, since it's already here, drink up!".
I fidgeted on the sofa until the bottle was finished, wondering about who that man dressed in black had been. Why had he looked at me like that? How did he know my name? We spent the rest of the evening wondering around clubs, only returning to the hotel when the sun was rising. I woke up with a terrible headache. Oh, right... Moët. I adore champagne, but the hangovers it's causes are the worst. What normal person binges on champagne? With the last minute strength i could must, i crawld out of bed and reached the bathroom. I rummaged through my toiletry bag and found my painkillers, taking three and returning back to bed. When i came to a few hours later, martin was gone, and i could hear the sounds of people lounging around the pool. I needed to get up and catch some sun. It was my vacation, after all. Energized with that thought, i took a shower, jumped into a bikini, and thirty minutes later i was ready for sunbathing.
Michal and karolina were sprawled on chaise lounges by the pool, sipping on ice-cold wine.
"Here. It's medicine, " Michal said, passing me a plastic cup. "I'm afraid plastic is all they've got. Regulations". The wine was delicous. Cold and... Wet. I downed the glass in one go.
" have you seen martin? He wasn't in the room when i woke up.
"He is working in the lobby. The internet was too bad in the room", karolina explained. Right- man's best friend, the laptop. And work was Martin favorite lover. I lay down on the chaise and spent the rest of the day alone, with only the constantly smooching couple next to me. Once in a while, Michal would push away from Karolina and exclaim " look at those tit's , at passing women.
"Want to grab lunch ?" He asked at some point "i'll go fetch Martin. That man can't enjoy a proper vacation with that laptop of his." He got up, put on a T- shirt, and headed to the lobby.
"Sometime's i can't stand him" i turned to karolina and she starred at me eyes wide. "I'll never be number one with him. You know more important than work, friends or hobbies. " sometime's i think he's with me just because he got nothing better to do. It's a bit like having a dog - you pet it when you want, play around a little bit, but when you're bered you just shoo it away. It's there for you, not the other way around, right? Martin spends more time chatting with his friends on Facebook than with me at home".
"You know laura, relationships are just like that sometime's.
"But after a year and a half ? Not even that! Am i that ugly? Is something wrong with me?
Karolina jumped to her feet with a laugh and gestured me to get up.
" you need a drink. Overthinking it won't change a thing. Just look around! It's perfect and you're beatiful and so thin! If not Martin, you'll find someone else! Come on!".
I threw on a light floral tunic, wrapped my beach scarf into a turban, put on my Ralph Lauren sunglasses, and followed karolina to the bar in the lobby. My companion went to her room for a while to leave her bag and ask Michal about those lunch plans. Our men weren't downstairs . i went to the bar and waved at the bartender, asking for two glasses of cold prosseco. That was just what i needed.
"That's it?" I heard a man's voice behind me "i thought your heart belongs to Moët?"
I turned around and froze. There he was, standing right in front of me.