Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
For a split second, envy shoots through me because she’ll get to see Carrie tomorrow. I have to bow out of what I know would have been another incredible night in bed with her.
“Helena mentioned a suite at The Beaumont Hotel.” Dalton samples the champagne before sending the server away with a brush of his hand in the hand. “I own residential property in the city, so other accommodations won’t be necessary.”
It’s well documented in every article written about him in recent years that he inherited a penthouse on Central Park South along with a three-bedroom luxury condo on the Upper East Side.
Helena was obviously unaware of that if she offered him the hotel suite. I can’t blame her for that misstep since he does call Boston home.
“I’ll arrange for everything in the Empire Suite for tomorrow’s game,” Posey reminds us of her presence. “If you require anything else, Mr. Allard, please let me know.”
He briefly looks at her. “I won’t, but I appreciate the offer.”
Posey sends a partial shoulder shrug in my direction.
I toss her a smile to thank her for tagging along. I see promise in her, and if she wants to be a lawyer as badly as she claims, she needs to understand the demands our clients make on us because that’s one part of the job they don’t teach in law school.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Carrie
Telford pops his fists in the air as if he’s preparing to punch someone. “Tell me who was on that call, Carrie.”
I glance at my phone’s screen before shoving it back in my bag. I’d say it’s no one, but that’s the opposite of who Rook Thorsen is to me. He’s becoming someone special, and even though he had to break our date for tomorrow night because of a business commitment, I can’t be angry.
I could hear the disappointment in his voice. It mirrored what I’m feeling now.
I took the call outside the café for privacy, but that was short-lived because Telford wandered out less than two minutes later. He stood a few feet away while I finished up. I made a point of not saying Rook’s name because that would have sent Tel on a tangent that included a dozen questions I don’t want to answer.
“Just a friend,” I play it off like it’s no big deal.
“Nice try,” he says with a scowl. “I know heartbreak when I see it, and it’s written all over your face.”
I don’t have the heart to tell him he’s reading me wrong. This is a minor setback. I’ll get together with Rook again soon. He promised as much during the call.
“I’m just tired.” I sigh. “I didn’t get much sleep last night.”
“Did Cindy keep you up?”
I let him believe that by quickly changing the subject. “I had some thoughts about a new cologne for men.”
It’s not a lie. I have been typing notes into my phone about the formulation of a new cologne. It’s still in the ‘brewing-in-my-head’ stage, but there’s a real possibility it can turn into something worthwhile with a lot of additions, modifications, and perfecting.
“I’m hanging out with Cameron for most of the day tomorrow, so let’s talk it over at work on Monday morning,” he suggests.
“That sounds good to me.”
“You’ll handle the details of Kirby Thorsen’s visit to the lab?” He rubs a fingertip over the center of his forehead. “I’m sure Mr. Black will approve it.”
Since he signed off on the stripper-gram and Telford’s proposal idea, I can’t see why he’d deny a child’s curiosity in science. Besides, he’s encouraged to invite my sister and parents to the lab for months.
“I’ll send him an email,” I tell him. “I’ll copy Eda on that. She’ll appreciate being in the loop.”
“We have it good at Matiz, don’t we?”
I nod. “It’s my dream job.”
“Mine too.” He smiles. “I’ll ride the subway with you back to Abby and Declan’s place before I head home.”
I’d shoo him away in the direction of his apartment since it’s so close, but I know Tel, and he’s a gentleman through and through. Besides, he’s one of the few New Yorkers I know who rides the subway just for fun sometimes.
“It is late,” I acquiesce. “I’d appreciate the company, Tel.”
“I know.” He reaches for my hand. “If I haven’t said it before, you’re like a sister to me.”
Tears prick my eyes, but I keep them at bay with a heavy swallow. “I’m glad because you’re like a brother to me.”
“You’ll be my kids’ Aunt when they’re born.”
Nodding, I squeeze his hand. “I like seeing you this happy.”
“I’m on the cusp of the life I’ve always wanted.” He kisses my hand lightly. “Seeing your sister get married hit me hard. I could really picture that being Cameron and me, and I need to make it happen. I will make it happen.”
“I know you will.”