This chapter was written by Ines - AKA Pickles78)
Ines and Varrick:-
Ines recalled the last minutes of consciousness… she
remembered some photographs on the floor… she had grabbed one…
"Chris…" she whispered.
Amy, that was next to the window
watching Sean and Chris talking outside, just turned to Ines…
"What? What did you say?"
Ines faced her and said in a
tenuous voice… "I need to talk with Chris Varrick…" Amy
smiled "He is right outside… I'll send him in…" she said
heading to the door.
Chris opened the room's door slowly… Ines lay on the bed awake. "Hi…" he said.
Ines looked
at him and knew at that instant that that guy wasn't an ordinary
guy… he wasn't just another one… Once again, she felt her heart
skip a beat just by seeing him…
There he was, standing beside
her, while a profound silence invaded the room.
Chris broke it… "You wanted to see me…?" he asked.
"Yes…" Ines finally answered. "I… Now that you know everything about me…about us…and that…we finally caught the bad guys…" Ines paused.
"What are you saying?" Chris interrupted. "I know absolutely nothing about you… that's why I'm still here! Because I think we should know each other better…don't you think?"
Ines couldn't help but smile. Of course, she wanted to know him better! Actually, she wanted this moment to last forever, but on the other end… "What about her?" she finally asked.
Chris looked at her with a confused look… "Her? Who?" he asked.
Ines deep breathed… that was what she was afraid of… he had someone else and he was intending to lie to her about it. "The woman…in the pictures? At the restaurant?"
Chris smiled. "I swear… I have no idea what are you talking about… What pictures?" he insisted.
Ines looked at him. How could he lie? She had pictures to prove it and he kept lying! "C'mon Chris… It's no use… I know you have someone else and I have the proof…just be man enough to admit it!" Ines said in a hard tone this time.
Chris just couldn't believe that… "You must be joking… I'm afraid you got the wrong guy, Missy! I'm not one of those criminals you are used to…and I'm not here just to get laid… I came here because I like you and… and want to spend more time with you… but if you don't want that…fine… just be woman enough to admit it!" he paused. "And if it's not too much trouble… can you explain me what the hell is going on here? What proof do you have against me and what woman are you talking about?" he asked while sitting in the armchair next to the window.
Ines took a few minutes to process all that information and finally she opted for another strategy… "Ok…I'm sorry if I was too rude… the point is… at the day I was shot, in that old apartment, when we entered there, there were photographs on the floor… all over the floor… in those pictures we could see you and another woman having a romantic dinner at 'your' new restaurant… So, all I want to know is, who is she and what does she means to you?"
Chris listened attentively… "I don't know…you are the detective… you tell me…" he said. "Since you left, the only time I went to the restaurant was right after leaving you at the airport and I went alone…I had dinner…" he paused. "Wait… blonde in red dress?" he asked.
Ines smiled… "I don't know… Black & White photos…," she said.
Chris sighed… "Never lose your sarcastic sense of humor, right?"
"It's true… I can say she was blonde, but have no clue about the dress!" Ines explained.
"Well there was this girl…she asked me for a lighter… and then… I gave her a ride to the hotel… and… yes… she invited herself into my room, but the truth was… I couldn't get you out of my head…so I let her in and after a drink I… cowardly asked her to leave!" Chris was now smiling…
"Cowardly? Cowardly? What do you mean?" Ines demanded an explanation.
Chris looked her in the eyes… "I mean… I could have had some fun with her, but instead… I just lay on that hotel bed and reminded myself of your smell, your soft skin…your smile… till I fell asleep…"
Ines could see by that look that he was telling the truth…but it wouldn't be that easy to convince her. "I see…" He was now very close to her. She could feel the heat from his breath and scent his sensually masculine smell … "What?" she asked.
He slowly got closer and closer while she slowly closed her eyes to enjoy the freshness of his soft and juicy lips touching hers. "Take it as a goodnight kiss… now, you need to rest. I'll be seeing you tomorrow! Ok?"
Ines couldn't do nothing else but nod yes. She was too dizzy to say another word… "Strong medication…" she thought… "Or maybe not…" her head kept talking while she watched Chris left the room…