Ibiza Insanity. Aimee DuffyЧитать онлайн книгу.

       Chapter Fifteen

      Since they only had four full days in what Gem called the clubbing capitol of the world, they didn’t waste time unpacking and hit the shops the second their bags were dumped on the hotel room floor.

      As they sauntered along the little market stalls looking at tack and skimpy swimwear, Elle was unusually chatty, probably because Gem had been glum since Milo bent her over in the airport and kissed her with movie-esque finesse.

      ‘Is it just me or do you feel like we’re slumming it in that hotel?’ Elle asked.

      Gem shrugged.

      ‘It’s five star, Elle. What more do you need?’ Ciara asked.

      It wasn’t quite the Muir style of living the girls were used to on this trip, but it was hardly the pokey rooms Ciara had to share with her family when they’d travelled abroad. They were in the penthouse apartment of the fanciest hotel in Ibiza.

      As well as having separate ensuite rooms, there was a living room, dining room and even a spa room.

      ‘It’s no Santorini beach house,’ Gem said on a sigh.

      ‘Gem, snap out of it. Remember we’re going to Amnesia tonight! Dave Call will be there,’ Elle said.

      Ciara didn’t even know who the DJ was until Elle got to reception and asked who was playing in the clubs that night. Apparently he was famous – despite the ridiculous name. And according to Gem, he was gorgeous. Still, that didn’t seem to snap her out of the Milo withdrawals.

      Since Ciara missed Zack just as much, she could sympathise completely.

      ‘It’s not like we’d get within a hundred feet of him, he’ll have security,’ Gem said, and Ciara had to bite her lip before she asked if her friend knew that through her stalker experience. This so wasn’t time for teasing.

      Elle frowned. ‘Where did my friend go? I want the girl back who strutted into a celebrity party and chatted up a movie star without blinking an eye.’

      ‘She’s heartbroken.’ Gem even stopped to cup her hands over the organ in question.

      Elle pffd. ‘You’d think someone who studied the human body would know how impossible that is.’

      ‘Actually, it’s quite possible for a heart to break. It’s what keeps heart surgeons in a job,’ Gem retorted, but Ciara had hope it was a good thing since her friend had some of her spunk back.

      ‘Honey, if anyone is going to be heartbroken it will be the man you left behind. You’re resilient and officially on the rebound. Over here.’ Elle grabbed Gem’s arm and dragged her over to a stall.

      ‘He’s probably over me already,’ Gem grumbled.

      ‘Unlikely,’ Ciara said, trailing behind. ‘You teased me for having a resilient vag but yours must have held up its own.’

      Elle wrinkled her nose, but recovered quick. ‘Not to mention all the spa treatments and facials he had with us. I’ll bet he misses us more than you miss him.’

      That made Gem smile. ‘You’re right.’

      True to form, the idea that she was pined over snapped Gem right out of her funk.