deja vu

Before travelling to Aruba he tried to learn their native language. At first he turned to Duolingo, hoping that weird little bird would help him. Hector had tried to show the app to Magnus, who couldn’t understand why anyone would ask a cartoon bird to teach them a language. Hector enjoyed the daily streaks though and had become somewhat addicted to it while learning Portuguese. However, Papiamento was nowhere to be seen on the app.

But Hector had secured himself an unofficial teacher within a day of arriving at the resort. A petite tanned woman behind the front desk, who helped to check them into their condo. He headed straight back to the front desk shortly after dropping their bags off to speak to her again, sliding his number across the counter to her, inviting her out for a drink with him. She accepted his offer.

He went back to the front desk every morning, dragging her away from her work duties to flirt with her. It wasn’t often he found himself completely drawn to a woman, but he was pulled in by the positive energy which was constantly flowing from her. After their first date they didn’t even kiss, which left him wanting to come back for more. It wasn’t just about getting her into his bed. He genuinely wanted to know her.

The cart came to pick him up early that morning, while his room was still asleep. They didn’t crawl in until 4am and Tobi and Cassie couldn’t bounce back from that as quickly. He did poke his head into their rooms to make sure they were breathing though. Surprisingly he didn’t hate sharing with them. At one point he even found himself helping Tobi to decide what awful colour blinding shirt to put on and helping Cassie to choose between ten crop tops. When Magnus put forward the room suggestions Hector rolled his eyes so bloody hard. He was hoping it would have been him, Magnus and Kit. The three sensible men and the young ones in another room. But he didn’t fight it. He knew Magnus was desperate to keep Cassie and Linc apart.

He slipped the driver a fifty dollar note as he hopped down off the cart. He spotted Anna behind the counter. Her eyes locked on him immediately, a smile forming on her face. “We need more towels for our room.” It was code for lets go around to the back of the gift shop and kiss. Anna slipped out from behind the counter, following Hector around the side of the building. “I’ve booked us a table in that restaurant we were discussing yesterday.” At first he didn’t spot Hannya strutting around the corner, but then out the corner of his eye he saw her platinum blonde hair. Suddenly Anna was on the floor next to him, blood seeping from her head. Anger quickly flashed over Hector’s face, “We’re trying to have a nice holiday, Hannya. Can we not kill the staff?” He could still hear Anna’s heartbeat in her chest though. Faint, but pumping. “There’s lots of couples down at the pool. Why don’t you go and make some poor wife jealous?” One hand trailed up to Hannya’s waist, his fingers curling around the thin piece of fabric which was holding her bikini bottoms in place. “I’m sure one of them would love to undo these.” Hector wanted to tug at the strings, pull the fabric away from Hannya’s skin but it didn’t feel right with Anna bleeding out at his feet. Perhaps later.

HANNYA