chapter three

This wasn’t so bad after all, Gean thought as she stepped out on the balcony on the 23^rd floor, letting the fresh sea breeze ruffle her hair. Brenda was right, I need this.

As she looked down at the beach stretched out before her and the sun setting on the horizon, she couldn’t help but wonder if she would meet a tall dark and good-looking stranger.

Yeah, like a tall dark and good-looking stranger would fall for me, Gean reminded herself with a small smile on her lips. Maybe gawky but sweet guy.

Walking back into the room, she switched on the TV and barely glanced at it before walking over to her suitcase. She just needed some noise. Opening the bag, she looked down at the clothes and a smile spread across her face.

The clothes were great…exactly what she would buy. Her friends really did know her well. Sighing as she closed the bag, she decided this would be a great holiday.

That’s of course, if I never meet that moron at the airport again, she thought.

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