SOLAYNE
For the next two days, I avoided Marshall like a driver without papers avoids traffic officers.
Or I tried to.
You know how it was when you were trying to avoid something so bad but they keep following you around like a plaque.
I didn't go down for breakfast anymore, and when leaving for work, I was fortunate enough not to run into him.
In the evening, I tried to stay in my room all through. Then I started starving and needed to go to the kitchen.
I prayed with all honesty I wouldn't find him around. I mean, what were the odds of running into him in just a short trip?
Turned out the odds were a hundred. I met him at the wine bar, one hand resting on the counter while the other led a glass to his lips. I stopped at once, my breath stopping with me.
I knew he'd felt me, yet
