Chapter 4 Four

Andrey.

"I was worried about you..."

"That was the fucking reason why you have to send a goddamn patrol to search for me all over town?" Jayden and I were walking towards my suite.

"You weren't answering your phone," he says, clearly frustrated.

"I was busy last night." When I say that, Jayden sighs and waves it off because he knew what I meant by busy last night. We enter the elevator to the top floor and head toward my room. He pauses when we reach the door and leaned his back on the wall.

I'm content that he knows he's not meant to follow me in unless I ask him to. If someone was in there and were to shoot, it's better he kills one of us not the two at once. It would be waste and a great loss. I use my access card to gain entree to my suite.

Cautiously walking in, I close the door behind me and make my way to my bedroom. I breathe in deeply and breathe out because I am nervous. My throat is dry all because I am nervous to see a girl. It's insane that I feel this way about her. I even know why my whole body chose to feel this way towards her.

I can't say that I hate it but I don't want to look weak or desperate toward her. But I should've thought about that before I wrote that cheesy note to her. I brush it all off because all that feeling would be gone as soon as I lay eyes on her. I enter the room to find it empty.

I try to stay calm as I made my way to the bathroom but nothing. The closet, the kitchen, anywhere a person could possibly hide. Her clothes were gone and the note and card I kept for her were on the floor.

"Fuck," I cursed as I scatter the whole room. I should've locked the door or cancel the meeting. I should've woke her up and tell her that I'll be her husband. I should've... I sigh, massaging my temple. I am over reacting. I shouldn't have expected her to stay after what happened. She clearly think I'm a jerk to leave her when I should've wait until she woke up. I hear the door to my room open and I swiftly turn, thinking it was her.

My face falls and she visibly saw the disappointment on my face. She knew I wasn't happy she was the one but she waves it off and walk further into my room. She looks around the dispersed room and winced. I do this whenever I'm angry and I hate company around me when I'm in that kind of mood. She knows the best thing is to turn and leave but she doesn't.

"Tammy..." I called out, unenthusiastic. I left the room unlocked yet again. I've been careless with my life lately or the hotel room should work on their door access. Either way, that's my least worry. I have to look for my love. Yes, I declared her that this morning after I found out she was the one I had the most amazing sex with. She rolled her eyes and walked further into the already messy room.

"Where have you been all day? And why did you leave early last night? Something came up?"

I'm not even going to ask her how she knows I'm here because I know Jayden clearly told her. I should be upset about that-he knows how I love my privacy and security. Just because I trust Tammy, it doesn't mean he should throw my info like a piece of paper. I unbutton my blazer and collapse on the bed and she joined me, sitting on the edge of the bed as she stared down at my face. She's smiling at me but I don't smile back. I sigh, closing my eyes shut and the only thing I can see it that girl.

"F*ck..." I cursed under my breath. This was the second time I was letting her slip off my hands.

I could swear Tammy was behind all these ruses but I noticed how dumbfounded she was and I knew she might not know what was going on. I am not going to tell her because she has a thing for me and she amenably finds a way to ruin things for me. I know a lot about her that she has no idea I do.

I know what she did to my ex-girlfriend. I know what she's capable of doing to my future girlfriend, I don't care about Tammy and her bullshit. She's my least problems in life but I sure will deal with her when I get my shit together.

"I was... I was tired and sleepy, and I had a meeting this morning," I explained briefly. I needed to be alone, but I know Tammy would never leave even if I ask her to. She was persistent and conceited. I ignore her... even when she joined me in bed and hugged my torso. Even when she started kissing my cheek down to my neck. If I don't stop her now, she'd comfortable get my zipper.

"You're getting a little too contented, Tammy," I spoke sternly and she knew it was her cue to stop and let me be.

"You're no fun! See you in Italy." She adjusted her short, tight dress and left. I watch as she grabbed her purse and walked out, hitting the door behind her. She's expecting me to go after her but I'm not about to do that. I don't see myself doing that. She's not my girl. She doesn't have a soft smile or black wavy, silky long hair. She doesn't have blue eyes that I could see myself drowning in.

She doesn't have a soothing voice that I could turn into my favorite song. She is nothing like her. I breathe out wearily, unhappy lines etched up deeply on my forehead. It hurts-I could feel the pain in my chest, it was scorching. If I knew she wasn't going to stay, I wouldn't have left! I'd rather risk my career and life, and not attend to those meetings than leave her slip out of my sight.

I toss to my right and my eyes caught sight of a shiny golden piece of jewelry. I sat upright to examine it. It was a heart shaped necklace, it must've broken off when we were busy last night. I smile because it had her name on it.

"Hazel," I murmured and it's the most beautiful word I've ever said my entire life. I can't say I've ever been this excited to hear someone's name like hers.

"Hazel," I say it again. It sounded so right next to my last name, because she's going to take it.