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 glance down and see Rosey step off the bus. She’s no longer wearing a wedding gown. She looks like she could have been born in Star Falls, complete with hiking boots and a beanie.
“Looks like we have our first local candidate of the day. Don’t worry. I’ll get someone else to interview her so we don’t scare her off.”
“You think she’s here for a job?” I ask. This morning I convinced myself she was just passing through. She definitely said she only needed the cabin for a night or two.
“She doesn’t work here at the moment, and the bus isn’t for day-trippers,” Janet says, making a valiant effort at keeping the duh out of her voice.
If she’s looking for a job, she’ll need a place to stay.
“Is the staff housing finished?”
“Enough for staff starting this week. There’s another block due to finish construction this week. Furnishing will be complete at the end of next week.”
If she gets a job here, Rosey will need the cabin for a couple of more days. I can’t shake off the feeling of conflict in me. I like the idea of Rosey being next door for a few more days. But if she works here? That will make me her boss.
“We’re on track,” Janet assures me, bringing me back to the moment. Right—staff housing, the grand opening, our readiness to receive guests. That’s what I should be focusing on, rather than what it might mean to Rosey if I’m her boss.
Because it doesn’t mean anything. She’s just gotten out of a serious relationship, if her wedding dress is anything to go by. She’s running from god-knows-what. And I’m focused on making the Colorado Club a success. Failure isn’t an option. Everything I’ve worked for since I was seventeen years old is on the line. If this place doesn’t work—
I can’t even finish the thought. Failure isn’t even a possibility I can contemplate. And not just because my fortune’s at stake. There’s something less tangible I could lose, too.
Despite the fact that I’ve been gone fifteen years, this town has a long memory. The Colorado Club is the key to Star Falls seeing me as a native son making good, not as the kid whose dad lost all the family money gambling and got killed in a bar fight.