Chapters (85)
- BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
- ONE
- Rosey
- TWO
- Byron
- THREE
- Rosey
- FOUR
- Byron
- FIVE
- Rosey
- SIX
- Byron
- SEVEN
- Rosey
- EIGHT
- Rosey
- NINE
- Byron
- TEN
- Rosey
- ELEVEN
- Byron
- TWELVE
- Rosey
- THIRTEEN
- Byron
- FOURTEEN
- Rosey
- FIFTEEN
- Rosey
- SIXTEEN
- Byron
- SEVENTEEN
- Rosey
- EIGHTEEN
- Byron
- NINETEEN
- Rosey
- TWENTY
- Rosey
- TWENTY-ONE
- Byron
- TWENTY-TWO
- Byron
- TWENTY-THREE
- Rosey
- TWENTY-FOUR
- Rosey
- TWENTY-FIVE
- Byron
- TWENTY-SIX
- Rosey
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- Byron
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- Rosey
- TWENTY-NINE
- Byron
- THIRTY
- Rosey
- THIRTY-ONE
- Rosey
- THIRTY-TWO
- Byron
- THIRTY-THREE
- Rosey
- THIRTY-FOUR
- Rosey
- THIRTY-FIVE
- Byron
- THIRTY-SIX
- Rosey
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- Byron
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- Byron
- EPILOGUE
- A month later – New York City
- 14 months later - Star Falls
- MR. MAYFAIR
- Beck
- Beck
- Stella
- BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
I chuckle. Doesn’t matter how much money we have, we’re all human.
“And by the way,” he adds. “There’s no fucking way this place qualifies as a hotel under the terms of our bet. You’re going to make a killing in this place, but you’re fucking disqualified from our arrangement.”
“And that’s why Bennett always wins,” Jack says. “Because he decides the rules.”
“Exactly,” says Bennett. “There’s a lesson in there for you.”
“You’ve left Manhattan twice in a month,” I say, greeting Jack. “Proud of you for expanding your horizons.”
I expect him to say something about how he’ll have to stay on Lennox Hill for the next three years to make up for it, but instead, he says simply, “Wouldn’t have done it for anyone else.”
God, I’m a lucky bastard. All my friends—the family I chose—are here, celebrating with me.
“Where’s Rosey?” Worth asks.
“She’s working,” I say. “It’s all hands on deck.” We talked about her attending as my date, but she didn’t want to create any awkwardness among her colleagues. Tonight is work. For both of us.
“Have you talked about what happens when you come back to New York?”
I pull in a breath. “Yeah,” I say. We’ve done a lot of talking over the last week. All we know is wherever we’ll be, we’ll be together. Rosey knows she doesn’t want to be a waitress her entire life, but she doesn’t know what she wants to do yet. Neither of us is in a rush to get to the next part of our lives, so long as we’re together.
“I thought when all this is done tonight, we could go into town,” I say. “Drink some beer and shoot some pool at Grizzly’s.” I’ve arranged for the place to be open late and the bar’s free from ten. I’m hoping the people of Star Falls will help me continue the celebration of the Colorado Club’s opening.
“Grizzly’s wings?” Fisher says, his eyes popping out of his head. “Hell yeah. That’s music to my ears.”
“These wings better be good,” Leo says. “That’s all we heard about on the way over.”
“Yeah, the wings are the best you’ll find,” I say. “But they’re not the best part of Star Falls.” The people are. I’m hoping Fisher feels the same—about one of the people of Star Falls in particular. I know for a fact Juniper French will be at Grizzly’s tonight.
I push my hands into my pockets, my fingers brushing the velvet ring box I stuffed there before leaving the chalet. There’s only one thing that could make tonight any better—when Rosey says she’ll be my wife.