Page 19 of You, Me, and Forever

“I’m guessing the party will just be getting started at ten p.m., when the sun goes down,” Myles said, and they looked back at him.

“And you’d be incorrect. We have a noise ordinance downtown, and things need to shut down before ten p.m. I’d think your billion-dollar corporation would have done its research before building a monstrosity here.”

“Ahhh ... it’s sweet of you to worry about my company, Ms. Kingsley. But I noticed last night that no one appeared to enforce the noise ordinance, because things were going off at the Moose Brew well after midnight.” He tapped his finger against his chin. “Come to think of it, I thought I saw you there last night?”

Susannah, Jesse, and Violet were looking between us like we were a tennis ball going back and forth across the court.

“Oh, she was there,” Jesse said. “I left early, but you and the girls looked like you were out to have a good time.”

Susannah laughed. “Jesse came home and told me he heard you guys were using fake names with the tourists last night, and pretending you had these elaborate careers.”

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

“I hope that’s a joke.” Myles shook his head with disapproval, and I wanted to throat punch him. “I believe lying about your identity is a crime in most states.”

“So is bulldozing historical pieces of property.”

“That’s actually not true. And the Seaside Inn will be bigger and better than ever when I’m done with it.”

“Charming.” I oozed sarcasm as I rolled my eyes.

“I believe it will be, yes.”

I let out a long breath. This conversation was not professional, and I had clients I needed to focus on. Not my hot one-night stand gone bad. “Mr. St. James, I’m sure Jesse and Susannah are not interested in the future plans for the inn, and we’ve still got some things to go over for their big day. So if you’ll excuse us.”

“Actually, if you don’t mind, Montana, I’d love to see the plans. You said the architect is inside now with Charlie, right, Myles?” Jesse said like they were the best of friends after talking for all of three minutes. Susannah was still swooning at the arrogant billionaire like a lovesick teenager, and her fiancé didn’t seem to mind one bit, because he seemed equally impressed.

“Yeah. We trust you to work your magic, Montana. But the new inn design is all everyone is talking about, so we’d love to take a look, if you’re willing to give us a sneak peek.” Susannah didn’t take her eyes off Myles.

Violet shot me a look before speaking. “Absolutely. We’ve got everything handled. You go ahead and take a look at the drawings, and we’ll handle the details for the wedding.”

Myles winked at me before turning to walk away.

I was fuming.

“Just hold it in until they’re back inside the hotel,” Violet said, voice completely calm as we both stood there staring at the water. She glanced over her shoulder and then looked back at me. “Okay. The coast is clear. Let her rip.”

“How freaking dare he tell them where to put the tent and then steal our clients. Who does he think he is?” I huffed. “He’s an arrogant, cocky bastard.”

“Well, he didn’t really steal our clients. They sort of begged to go inside with him. And I’m fairly certain he is more than aware that he’s a rich billionaire who rocked your world last night.”

I gaped at her. “He hardly ‘rocked my world.’”

“Two orgasms and you didn’t even have sex. That’s the definition of ‘world rocking,’ babe. But I am surprised that you still seem to be suffering from the vajabbies, because your resting bitch face is a whole vibe today.”

“I thought you were on my side,” I groaned as I turned and stalked back toward the inn, and she followed.

“I’m always on your side. And I think this might work to our favor.”

“How does any of this work to our favor?” I asked, my head still pounding.

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