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Courtney crosses her arms, her expression defiant. “I’m doing what I have to do to get noticed,” she says flippantly, as if she couldn’t care less about the mess she’s creating. “And you know what? If everyone’s so clueless about what’s really going on here, maybe someone should say something.”
I take a deep breath, trying to keep my composure. “You’re making the staff uncomfortable. You’re making the guests uncomfortable. And now, you’re making meextremelyuncomfortable.” My voice is hard, and I’m done being patient with her. “Stop making an ass of yourself in front of everyone. Now.”
She stares at me, her face twisting with annoyance. “I’m not the one who’s making a fool of themselves,” she snaps. “But hey, if you want to know the truth, it’s pretty obvious what’s going on between you and Blossom. She’s just using you for money and stability. You’re not fooling anyone.”
Her words hit like a slap, and I can feel the anger bubbling to the surface. The audacity of her to talk like that about someone I care about, to imply that Blossom would manipulate me, that’s not something I’m going to let slide.
I take a step closer, my voice cold and deadly. “Don’t you ever speak about Blossom like that again. You don’t know a damn thing about her or about what we have.”
Courtney’s face twists with a mix of rage and disbelief, but I don’t give her the chance to keep talking. I pull my phone out and start typing quickly.
“I’m done with you,” I say, my voice final. “Consider this your last day working here.” I send the message to HR, ensuring that everything is taken care of.
Her mouth drops open in surprise. “You can’t do that,” she says, her voice rising. “You’re just going to fire me?”
I look at her without a hint of regret. “You’re a liability to this hotel, Courtney. I’m not going to let you cause any more problems. You’re done.”
I take a step back, my gaze firm. “And don’t ever try to bring Blossom into your games again. You’re not getting away with it.”
She opens her mouth to say something else, but I cut her off with a sharp glance.
“Get your things and leave,” I say.
Just as Courtney huffs, gathering her things, Amy walks in for her shift. I shoot her a look, and she raises an eyebrow, clearly noticing the tension in the air. I turn and walk away without saying another word to Courtney.
The door to the bar swings shut behind me, and I feel the need to get some fresh air. I head outside, my mind swirling with everything that just went down. I needed to put an end to Courtney’s chaos. I just didn’t expect it to be this messy.
I lean on the balcony railing of the penthouse, looking out at the city.
My mind keeps returning to Zack: his arrest, the fact that he’s finally out of the picture. Blossom’s pressing charges, and for the first time in months, I can feel a weight lift from her shoulders, from both of us.
The past few weeks of him lurking in the background, threatening everything we’re building, have come to an end.
Zack is gone, and he’s not coming back.
I can’t help but feel a sense of relief. I was ready for him to show up again, to try to manipulate his way back into her life.But now, with the law on our side, it’s over. Blossom can finally breathe again, and so can I.
I look down at the city lights flickering below me, the late-night hum of Manhattan filling the space.
With Zack out of the picture, I feel like we can finally move forward without the looming threat of him showing up, manipulating or scaring Blossom. It feels like freedom, but there’s still something nagging at the back of my mind.
Blossom deserves more than to just be free from him. She deserves everything—peace, love, safety. And that’s exactly what I’m going to give her.
With him gone, there’s nothing standing in our way now.
Courtney’s out of the picture now, too. I can’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction as I think back to the conversation we had.
She’s no longer a threat. She won’t be coming near this hotel, or Blossom, again. If she behaves the way Zack did, trying to make a scene or spread rumors, I have no problem having her arrested too. The thought doesn’t even faze me.
I’ll do whatever it takes to protect Blossom.
I’m not someone who lets anyone walk all over me. But with Courtney and Zack gone, I can’t help but wonder: what’s still holding me back from pursuing Blossom completely?
What’s stopping me from taking the next step, from moving this forward in a way that’s more than just late-night sneaking around?
I feel the urge to make a commitment, to solidify this, whateverthisis between us. But I’m still hesitant.
My mind races as I think about it. There’s still so much I haven’t figured out, so many uncertainties. The fear of losing someone again, the same way I lost my wife, holds me back. But Blossom isn’t my late wife. She’s her own person, and she’s not going anywhere.
