Back The Hotel
Chapters (44)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Chapter 21
  24. Chapter 22
  25. Chapter 23
  26. Chapter 24
  27. Chapter 25
  28. Chapter 26
  29. Chapter 27
  30. Chapter 28
  31. Chapter 29
  32. Chapter 30
  33. Chapter 31
  34. Chapter 32
  35. Chapter 33
  36. Chapter 34
  37. Chapter 35
  38. Chapter 36
  39. Chapter 37
  40. Chapter 38
  41. Chapter 39
  42. Chapter 40
  43. Epilogue
  44. About the Author

She smiled. “You said I can stay with you for as long as I want, right?”

Nick laughed. “Yes. Forever, if that works for you.”

She laughed and he realized she probably thought he was kidding. But he’d be happy if she stayed indefinitely. He knew that wasn’t likely, though. He’d settle for a week or two but hoped for longer.

They walked over to where the luggage racks were being wheeled over from the plane. Bella looked for hers and he was a little surprised to see she had two giant suitcases, more than what she’d had when she stayed at The Whitley for several months. She laughed when she saw his expression.

“I warned you I might stay a while. Let’s go home and I’ll fill you in.”

They chatted about inconsequential things on the ride to Nick’s house. He told her about the latest goings on at The Whitley and she updated him on the gossip around her film and also the buzz was really good.

“I think it’s the best thing I’ve ever done, and everyone felt it was their best work, too. We’re all so excited to see how the movie does. It feels like it might be big.”

“I’m really happy for you. I read the book, by the way. Just finished it yesterday and you’re right. It’s something special.”

When they got to the house, he carried in her bags and she followed with her carry-on. Once they were inside, she pulled a bottle of champagne out of her bag and went into the kitchen and opened it over the sink, so it wouldn’t spill.

He got two glasses out of a cupboard for her and she filled them both. She carried them into the living room and they settled on the sofa in their usual spots. She handed him one of the glasses, and then took off her sunglasses and, as always, he was mesmerized by those gorgeous eyes of hers.

“So, what are we celebrating?”

She took a sip and smiled. “I have some really big news, huge, life-changing. For both of us.” She paused dramatically.

“What is it?” He couldn’t take the suspense.

“It just closed. I got the final call when I landed. So now it’s official. I started a production company—Nantucket Rose Films.”

“Congratulations. Love the name. So, what does that actually mean?”

“Not a whole lot, until I have something in production, and now I do. That was the phone call I was waiting on. So, first I optioned a book series and put a team together—a director, screenwriter and actress, which is me, and pitched the project to Netflix as a limited TV series. And they just said yes.”