Anything You Want: River Jewel Resort Series Book 1 Read Free Page B

would she do? Her trust account was still full thanks to the prenuptial agreement she’d had drawn up. Roger couldn’t touch any of it. His name would be removed from the other account in the morning and he had his own money. What he did with his was his own business. Now, Sydney just had to figure out what she wanted out of life.
    She decided that would be her first order of business. Sydney pulled into her parking spot and got out, locked her car before letting herself into her apartment. Tonight, her cramped apartment wasn’t so oppressive. She was grateful she had a place to go, even if it was small and lacked the atmosphere of a huge, decorated home. It was hers and that’s all that mattered.
    Sydney tidied up and made a cup of coffee. Once she’d added a virtual ton of cream and was satisfied with it, she sat at her desk and sipped her favorite beverage while she deleted spam and other e-mails.
    “Where do these weirdoes get my e-mail address? I’ve never signed up for anything, yet they show up in droves every day.”
    She paused as one message caught her eye.
    “River Jewel Resort? I swear that sounds familiar.” She clicked open and was immediately enamored by the photographs of the gorgeous hotel.
    “Marble floors? Cathedral ceilings and a full-service spa? Sounds perfect. Right about now, I could use some r and r.”
    Sydney perused the various amenities and ‘about us’ section. Apparently no request was too outrageous. They offered everything from turn-down service to therapy sessions.
    “I don’t think I’m in need of therapy,” She laughed aloud. “But this place almost seems too good to be true.”
    Sydney logged off and dumped the remainder of her coffee in the sink. The pictures of Jacuzzi tubs at the River Jewel Resort reminded her of the sunken, garden-tub she’d had installed in the home she’d shared with Roger and left her longing for a relaxing soak. Once she’d arranged her various candles around her modest, apartment-standard tub, she drew a steamy bath of her own. Nothing close to the decadent basins at the Jewel, she toyed with the idea of making a reservation.
    “It must be so expensive, but what else am I going to spend my money on?”
    After soaking and alternately refilling the tub, she got out and continued the nightly ritual of bedtime duties. Without Roger there to tell her what to wear every night, she slipped an oversized t-shirt over her head and slid between her Egyptian cotton sheets. Just as she found her ‘comfy’ spot, the phone rang.
    “Damn. I forgot to shut it off.”
    The machine picked up as she sat alert and listened to the voice of her soon-to-be ex-husband.
    “Um, Sydney, I think we need to talk. What is the meaning of leaving signed divorce papers on the counter-top? I thought we were going to work this out?”
    Was he serious? She padded out to the living room and stared at the answering machine as he rambled on. “Fuck you, Roger,” she grumbled. It took all she had to not yank the damn phone cord out of the wall.
    “Call me, Sydney.” Roger hung up and Sydney shut the ringer off.
    Her relaxing soak now forgotten and her nerves were on edge. She knew she’d never find any peace if she stayed in that town. What was keeping her there anyways? Nothing. She turned on her computer and made next day reservations at the River Jewel Resort and Sydney was going to see what the world offered and maybe she’d find herself again in the process. That decided, she returned to bed and while dreams of making love with a handsome stranger in a grotto left a satisfied smile upon her face.
    Chapter Five
    Sydney awoke refreshed and went about the long list of necessary tasks she needed to accomplish before leaving on her trip. She packed up the few things in her apartment she wouldn’t need for the next month or so and called a moving company to transport the boxes to a storage facility. After she contacted her landlord, utility and phone companies, informing