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Though she had to admit she wasn’t sure what to think about the part about not being allowed to leave Not that she’d had any plans to go anywhere else, but she did kind of want to see the island She had never been to Hilton Head, and it seemed silly to stay at the hotel the whole ti to waste anyit, she called down to the spa to schedule her appointht, she wanted to look a up the summer sun It made her miss her parents’ house in Tampa, and she wished that she had taken time out of her busy schedule to see them She still had a couple weeks left before school started Maybe it would do her soh she found it hard to think about leaving Brady again after what happened last ti low on the horizon, Liz returned to the resort and spent her tied, paernails and toes painted, and her blond hair straightened so so outside She walked back to her roo unbelievably relaxed
Brady hadn’t called or texted fro do, so she would hear from him soon She ordered room service for a quickinto her suitcase and pulled out a black lace babydoll andwhether she would ever strike up the nerve to wear them, but after her time in the spa, she couldn’t think of a better occasion
After she was all dolled up, she wasn’t really sure what to do from there She still hadn’t heard fro around in lingerie But it hadn’t been that long, and she could wait for hih her favorite newspapers She read the headlines and hooks to see if anything caught her eye, but she was too anxious to be interested She had an e her research assistant position for the fall, but even that didn’t hold the same excitement it had when she had first spoken to her professor
A few more hours rolled by and Liz’s anxiety had morphed into full-on frustration Where the hell was he? More than that…why hadn’t he even called her to let her know that he wasn’t going to be here until later?
She felt ridiculous waiting up like this Here she was dressed in full lingerie, she had taken the tiby the bedroom door And still no Brady
Her gentle yawns turned into full-blons at about two in theclosed, and she felt herself drifting off By three o’clock, she had almost crashed into her computer a few times, and when she actually did, that was the final straw She couldn’t wait up any longer
Liz pulled her babydoll over her head and threw it into a corner in anger She was such an idiot Why had she gone through the trouble at all of getting dressed up and then waiting for him? She yanked an oversize T-shirt over her head and went into the bathroom to re her face and crawled into bed, she ide-awake At that o to sleep and forget that she had been that girl--the kind of girl to stay up all night waiting uselessly for a guy who hadn’t even bothered to call How could he have planned this whole thing, gotten her to a freaking island, and then not called to let her knoasn’t co whether she could feel any more ridiculous Then she turned the volume all the way up on her phone and stuffed it under the pillow next to her
Thatfeeling as if she hadn’t slept all night He eyes were swollen with bags underneath, hair a rat’s nest fro, and she had a crick in her neck
She grabbed her phone, hoping to see so to explain why he hadn’t called or texted or anything last night When she turned on the screen, she found what she already knew she was going to find: Brady hadn’t tried to get hold of her
Liz knew that Brady had plans all afternoon today as well, and she wasn’t supposed to see him until after dinner with his donors That ether, and they had only one more left Whatever happened had better have been i suit, Liz trekked down to the pool She grabbed a secluded spot, ordered a daiquiri, and tried to forget about last night There was alht it would be worth a shot
After her third daiquiri, she wasn’t sure if she was ht Seriously, how difficult was it for him to make one little phone call?
Liz had spent all of that ti tension to her shoulders She knew she should just be grateful that she was at the beach, in a suite, and getting a full spa treatment, but that wasn’t the reason that she had flon
She wanted to see Brady She missed him Plus, they had a lot to talk about
By the time the sun hadto burn She hadn’t spent enough ti to be a lobster tonight Granted, at this point, she didn’t even know if she would get to see Brady
Liz returned to her room a bit tipsier than she left She took a quick shower and changed into a baby blue backless tank top, a pair of cuffed khaki shorts, and gold sandals She slung her purse over her head and decided that if Brady couldn’t even bother to follow his oritten instructions, then why should she?
She ventured back downstairs and walked up to the concierge’s desk
"Excuse me," Liz said with a smile
"Hello! How can I help you?" a perky brunette asked, leaning forward as if to be
"I wanted to see if you had some information on places to eat in town I’ authentic"
The wohtly and proceeded to overload Liz with choices By the time she walked away to catch a cab into town, she had a handful of packets, a map with a dozen or more restaurants circled for her to choose froet lunch
She hopped into the first cab that pulled up, and hisked away into the center of don Hilton Head The island retained an old-tie It also had a certain affluent flair, with the high-class golf courses, impressive boutiques, and all of the women coated in diamonds Hilton Head had been touted as the Hamptons of the South…and as Liz looked around, she could see why
The cabdriver dropped her off in front of the don area, Coligny Plaza and Beach Market Liz wore her dark, thick-ri center Now that she was actually out and about in Hilton Head, she was feeling more and nize her, but she didn’t have a legitimate story if anyone did
Maybe she should have listened to Brady to begin with Too late now