Sammy in Italy (Single Wide Female Travels #2)
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Single Wide Female Travels
(Book 2)
Sammy in Italy
By
Lillianna Blake
Copyright © 2016 Lillianna Blake
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Chapter 1
Memories of France swirled through my mind. With Max by my side, I’d made a few big strides, not the least of which was experiencing a topless beach. Now a brand new adventure awaited. Italy—and more specifically, Venice. I couldn’t think of a more romantic place to spend time with Max.
When I looked over at him, his nostrils flared a bit in his sleep. I couldn’t help but smile. He was cute, even while he slept. I slipped my hand from his and pulled a magazine out of my bag to look through. It featured Venice’s latest trends.
It was hard to wrap my head around the idea that these were real women on the glossy pages. From flawless skin to perfect figures to deep soulful eyes—they looked more like goddesses than mere mortals. I shifted in my seat and flipped the page. It was important to me to have an idea of what women in Italy might think of as beautiful. To my surprise, I’d discovered in France that beauty could be quite different between countries. I wanted to be sure that I could speak clearly to my audience.
After some time, the conductor of the train announced our arrival at the Venice station. With a light touch I tapped Max’s knee.
“Not on the train, sweetie.” He brushed my hand away.
I raised an eyebrow and tapped his knee again.
“Alright, fine—if you insist.” He shifted in his seat and attempted to kiss me.
“Max!” I laughed and snapped my fingers in front of his face to wake him.
He blinked a few times, then kissed me anyway. When he broke the kiss he smiled sleepily at me. “Sorry, I was having a wonderful dream.”
“We’ve arrived in Venice.” I pointed to the passengers who had begun to gather their belongings.
“Wow, I can’t believe I slept through the whole trip. Did you?”
“Not a wink.” I sighed. “I’m going to need coffee—and fast.”
“Weren’t you comfortable?” He gathered a few of our bags.
“I was. I guess I’m just too excited about Venice.”
He took my hand and led me down the aisle and off the train. The station bustled with people headed in all directions. Max snagged a luggage cart and added a few of our bags to it. “That should be everything. Any idea where we’re going next?”
“Yes.” I reached into my pocket for the itinerary, which included a voucher to rent a car. To my horror, all I found was pocket lint. “Oh no.” My eyes widened.
“What is it?” Max gripped the handle of the luggage cart.
“I must have left the itinerary on the train. I’ll just run back and get it.”
“Sammy, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He reached for my hand, but I pulled it away before he could grasp it.
I refused to start our first day in Venice like this. That itinerary was likely tucked in the magazine, just a few steps away.
When I reached the entrance of the train, a staff member blocked my way.
“No boarding.”
“Oh, I’m not boarding—it’s just that I left something on the train.”
“Sorry, miss, the train has been cleared.”
“No, please. I just need to get one little thing. If you’ll just give me a second, I’m sure that it will only take a minute.”
“I’m sorry, no one can board after the train has been cleared.”
“Couldn’t you make an exception just this once?” I looked into his eyes. “I will look like such a fool if you don’t.”
He sighed and pulled out a walkie-talkie. “Security.”
It shocked me that he would summon security so fast. Now, not only was I going to look foolish in front of Max, I might even be reprimanded by security. I decided I couldn’t let that happen.
“What’s that over there?” I pointed down beside the train. “Is that someone’s pet?”
He looked down. I was fairly certain that what I saw was someone’s wig, but he didn’t know that.
While he took a closer look, I hopped right onto the train. I just had to get back to my seat and then back off the train quickly. Everything would be fine.
The only problem was, I couldn’t remember which seats we’d been in. They weren’t marked well, and I didn’t pay much attention when we’d left the train. One by one, I checked the seat pockets of each seat I passed. Finally, I felt the glossy pages of the magazine. I flipped it open to find nothing inside.
“No!” I groaned.
“Miss!” The staff member who had blocked me from the train stood at the end of the aisle. I gasped and turned the other way. A security officer stood at the other end. There was no way out.
“Oh dear, I got a little turned around. I’m sorry.” I gulped as the security officer began to walk toward me.
“Please remain calm.” He held up one hand in front of him.
“I’m trying.” I frowned. “Please, I just made a little mistake.”
“Where are you traveling from?” The security officer frowned.
“I’m on a tour.”
“What kind of tour?” He raised an eyebrow.
“A book tour.”
“I knew it!” The man behind me shouted. I jumped and inched closer to the security officer.
“Single Wide Female, right?” He grinned.
“Uh—yes.” I looked between the two men.
“My wife loves your books.” The staff member clapped her on the shoulder. “She told me you might be on board and begged me to try to get your autograph.”
“Oh well, I’d be happy to do that. Maybe off the train?”
“Sure. Come right along.”
He led me off the train. The security guard followed after us. I could hear his heavy footsteps. Would he arrest me?
When I reached the bottom of the steps, Max held out his hand to me.
“Sammy.” He shook his head, but before he could say more, the security guard held out some papers to me.
“These are yours.”
I braced myself for what the consequences might be. The worst part was I hadn’t even found the itinerary.
Chapter 2
My hand trembled as I took the documents from the security guard. Once I had them in my hand, I looked down to see that it was a full copy of my itinerary and car rental voucher.
“How did you get this?”
“I called security to bring some replacement documents,” the staff member said. “I would have told you, but when I turned around you were gone. Now about that autograph?”
“Thank you so much for your help. Here.” I signed the paper he held out to me. “Tell your wife if she wants to attend any of my sessions, she’ll be welcome.”
“She’ll be ecstatic that I met you! The car rental is over there.” He pointed me in the right direction.
I gripped the papers tightly as I walked toward the rental.
Max caught up with me, tugging the luggage cart behind him.
“What was all of that about?”
“I thought I could find the papers.”
“But you could have been arrested. We’re in different countries now—you can’t always get away with things like that.”
“Ah, but I did.” I winked at him and paused at the counter.
Max rested the cart against the counter and turned toward me. “Listen, if you’re going to do something like that, at least fill me in first, okay?”
“Okay.” I smiled at him and kissed the tip of his nose. “Sorry I worried you.”
He opened his mouth to say more, but an attendant walked up to the counter.
“Is there something I can help you with?”
“We have a rental reservation.” I slid the papers to him.
“Ah, yes. Oh.” He frowned. He typed something into the computer, then looked up at me. “I think there may have been a mix-up.”
“I’m sorry?” I frowned. “What kind of mix-up?”
“What we have reserved for you is a motorbike.”
“Not a car?” I shook my head. “I don’t think that will do.”
“I’m sorry. It’s all we have left at the moment. I could call you a taxi instead…”
“No, it’s fine.” Max smiled and reached out for the keys. “We’ll take it.”
“What are you talking about, Max?” I looked over at him.
“I’m sure it’s temporary. Isabella will get it all straightened out.”
“But I can’t drive a motorbike—and what will we do with our luggage?”
“I can drive it, and I’m sure we can have our luggage delivered to the hotel. Right?” He looked back at the attendant.
“Absolutely—right away.”
I hesitated. I didn’t like when things didn’t go as planned.