Caught Inside (Wave Riders Book 1) by Isadora Love

Author:Isadora Love [Love, Isadora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

ZARA

I don’t know if my heart has ever hurt this much.

Even when mum died there was some relief, that she wasn’t suffering any more. But this is unrelenting sorrow. I spent most of the night tossing and turning, in between bouts of tears. I dragged myself out of bed around 9, forcing myself to eat something before handing in my key and heading up to where I’d agreed to meet Myles.

My breath catches in my throat at the sight of him. He’s wearing linen again, navy trousers with a cream shirt, highlighting his broad shoulders, his long legs. There are dark circles under his eyes, though.

I feel as though I look a fright, still wearing the same dress from the night before. I hadn’t been able to bring myself to find something else to wear, but now I wish I’d made the effort. My hair is pulled back so tightly it hurts, but I don’t want him to think I’m trying to tempt him in any way.

What a fool I’ve been. Falling for my boss, like a girl in a story. What on earth could he ever see in me? Last night was probably just another conquest for him; I could have said no, could have gone back to my room after dinner, but I didn’t. And then, like an idiot, I ran away from him, like none of the million sophisticated beautiful women he’s dated would ever do. But the worst part of all is the realisation I’m in love with him and have to resign from one of the best jobs I’ve ever had, and never see him again.

He steps forward, saying my name. Maybe he’s going to apologise or tell me it was nothing. Maybe he’s going to tell me I’m fired. God knows I’ve been unprofessional. Or maybe he’s going to tell me what a fool I am.

“Please,” I whisper, feeling even worse as the light goes out of his face. This can’t happen, though. I can’t let my heart be hurt any more. I need to cut myself off from him, rather than prolonging the agony. I’m sure once we get back to London Big Red will be back in the picture and I’ll be relegated to Zara, the assistant who was incredibly inappropriate with him on a work trip. I have no choice but to resign. I just need to get through the next three days.

He tries to take my bag but I evade him, putting it in the car myself. It feels petty, but I’m just trying to protect myself. I’m not sure how I’m going to endure the drive to Marrakech, being so close but not able to touch him.

It’s for the best, though, I tell myself as we drive away from La Coeur. I feel as though I’m leaving part of myself behind, a wrench in my chest. I blink against tears, glad I’m still wearing sunglasses. But as we leave the coast and head towards Marrakech, my heart begins to open once more.

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