The entire lobby of the hotel was packed with worried people. They were all clustered out in groups. No one stood alone except for me. Every one of these people had the same skin color as Cameron. It was dark, but not from tanning. It's a gift, I suppose. My parents passed down power; they get their skin color. Well, I guess that's cool for the ones that have that pleasure. No sun for them.
I felt misplaced among the many faces. The many frantically worried faces. Their body language told me that they knew each other. If not, getting that close to someone that quick was freaky. Oh wait, Cameron. I have myself a double standard going.
Cameron came walking up to me with a short black haired plump woman. Her cheeks were rosy red from the blush she applied plentifully. Her eyes were dark just like Cameron's. Please don't tell me this was Cameron's mother.
"Sara, this is my mother Maria."
Dammit, he was going to hear about this. I reached out my hand to her. She ignored it pulling me closer to her. Her hands were placed softly on my back. Her accent was deep and rich.
"I know you didn't want to see me, but I'm not as bad as you think."
"Did Cameron tell you that?"
"My child, I have five children and ten grandchildren. I know a reluctant child when I see one."
I smiled at her.
"Don't worry about the first impression. You are quite beautiful and my son likes you a great deal."
She let go of me turning to Cameron. She grabbed hold of his arm pulling him closer to the both of us.
"Now honey, let's go meet the family?"
"Oh no! Ms. Lopez, I'm sorry but I can't meet anyone else."
"My child, why are you being so complicated?"
I wanted to scream at her. It's my life and I didn't want her talking to me. I wanted to go off into my own corner and rest. I need to get some sleep. A few hours of sleep isn't enough for someone that's been running on my wacked out schedule.
"I'm not. I just need some rest."
She looked me up and down with a pleased smile. "My room is number 108. No one is there right now. If you like, you can rest there for a few hours."
I smiled down at her. "Thank you, Ms. Lopez."
She touched my arm. "Call me Maria."
I moved my arm slowly away. "Alright, thank you Maria."
I turned around and headed for the door. Cameron was right behind me telling his mother and kin folk goodbye as he tried to catch up to me.
As soon as I walked outside the door, he slid his arm across my stomach. I stopped where I was and let Cameron relish in his own moment. He pulled me even closer, whispering in my ear.
"I love you Sara. You mean so much to me."
He started nibbling on my ear lobe. My mind was going crazy. Why didn't I want him to touch me? My body wanted it, of course. But what about my heart?
His lips softly touched my neck. His tongue flicked across my skin. My eyes were opened wide. He held me tighter pulling me closer to his body. God, was he erect?
I roughly pulled away from his arms. I turned in front of him to see him.
"I don't love you. I like you. Sex sounds great right now, but I can't do it," I pushed him with my hand, "I need you to back off Cameron!"
His face fell all at once. His body lost every bit of posture it once had.
I need to go. I don't care if he's hurting. Yeah I do. I wanted to pull him close to me and hold him. Kiss his lips. No! I can't touch him. I gotta go. Okay, to the room.
* * *
I woke up at around ten o'clock that morning to the sound of an angel humming. So she wasn't really an angel, but boy, did she ever look like one!
Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail. Her lips were full and painted a bright cherry red. Her skin was dark which made her blue eyes darker.
She was standing before the bed digging inside a large dark brown suitcase.
I sat up in the bed rubbing my eyes with my hands.
She stopped humming and looked up. "Did I wake you?"
I wanted to be sarcastic, but why? I don't know her and hopefully won't have to. Ah, to hell with it.
"Oh no, I'm still in a dream state. Sleep talking."
She laughed then continued to dig. "How long have you and Cameron been dating?"
I thought about it for a few seconds. "Two months, I think."
"He certainly has the hots for you."
"No kiddin'."
She smiled up at me. "I bet you are wondering who I am"
Actually, I didn't give a rat's ass but hell, might as well make her feel better. "Yeah."
"I'm Cameron's ex-girlfriend. I'm married to his brother now."
I rolled my eyes. "So you kept it in the family."
She giggled. "Sure did. One brother just wasn't enough for me."
I sighed while turning to sit on the side of the bed. Her angelic voice returned to my ears. "Is he getting too close too soon?"
I looked at her astonished. How did she know? Oh yeah, she dated him before. "Yeah."
"That's what happened between he and I. He's the sweetest guy, but he moves too fast. I wanted him, but I didn't have the heart to tell him to slow down, "she raised her hand up to me, "unlike you, of course."
"Yeah, I like having him around."
She laughed at me. "He's so good in bed."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me right, honey. Ms. Lopez raised some good, big boys."
"Ms., please leave."
She stood up staring at me with her hands on her hips. "Maria asked me to come in here and get a family album. I'm not leaving until I get it."
"Well, fine. Whatever."
"Maybe someday you'll be in it."
"Ha, you should be. I mean you screwed two of them."
She giggled at me again. "Honey, I'd do it again if I had the chance."
"Cameron's mine."
"Not for long."
"What?"
"Someone else is trying for him."
"Who?"
Her smile stretched along her tanned skin. "Wouldn't want to ruin the fun."
"What's your name?"
"Sandra." I stood up and walked over to her. I placed my hand on her chin so that she would see me. "Well Sandra. I'm Sara. You keep pissing me off and I will gut you."
She tried to laugh it off, but she knew it was the truth. She quickly got the album and left my room without another sound. Smart bitch.