*A package will arrive in a few minutes. They are everything you'll need for the party. I'll have my driver come pick you up. That's if you change your mind, of course.*
Camila rolled her eyes, shoving the phone face down on the nightstand. He just wouldn't give up. A party in Mexico was the last thing she wanted. She needed to leave, to put as much distance as possible between herself and this place, between herself and… him.
But every hour, there's a new text message from Cole, persistent and irritating.
Then, another vibration. She picked up her phone, expecting another message from Cole. But it wasn’t him this time. Just a time reminder. She looked at the time and realized she had been in the hotel room for an hour now. She had settled in for the day, planning to rest before her fli
