Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
Hunter
B arely ten minutes after she left, and I regretted that I hadn’t gone with her. The conference had been bearable when she was there, but now all I could think about was returning to the hotel. I wouldn’t see her, but I’d know she was in the next room, and to me, that was more interesting than remaining here. So, the minute we had a break, I got up and walked out. I sent a message to the organizer apologizing, saying that something very urgent had come up, and then I found Mr. Kit and was driven back.
When I reached my door, I couldn’t help but wait before it for a moment. Just a few steps to the right, and I would be at hers. I wanted above all else to find out if she was doing well. This was what I wanted to ask back in the restaurant, and instead, I lashed out and scolded her for lying to me. I just didn’t know how I was supposed to show care for her, even though I had set down the rule that I wasn’t to relate to her personally. Maybe that was just the decent thing to do as a human being? However, I couldn’t help but think that it was going to make things even more complicated between us. And so, I'd lash out instead.
Now… I wished I had checked whether or not she had eaten during lunch. She needed food if she was to recover, and I was sure she hadn’t had any. So, after some thought, I placed those orders with room service, got in bed as well, and fell asleep. A few hours later, I woke up to the sight once again of the sun setting. It was beyond magnificent, and I wondered if I had ever appreciated it like this back when I was in New York. I was always so busy, always so occupied with one meeting and nearly late to the next. But this time around, for once, there was only one thing on my mind, and that was her.
I tried to go back to bed, but I couldn’t. She needed to eat, so I picked up the phone and sent one of the hotel staff to her room to ask what she needed. There were too many options, and I didn’t want to pick something that she would be forced to eat. Afterwards, I laid down in bed and recalled the plan she had for us to go to the theatre. She hadn't yet reminded me of it, though there was still about two hours left to go. It only meant that either she was still asleep, or she was awake and waiting to remind me as well.
I considered the option and decided that I would stay in instead. I tried watching some television, but five minutes in, and I recalled why I hadn’t watched television in over ten years. Completely unengaging. So, I pulled out my laptop instead and started on an email that I had to respond to from the office back in New York. The time flew, and darkness descended over the city, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her.