Page 125 of Their Courtesan
“I’m not sure what you want me to do, though. In the end, it isherbusiness. Even if Christens causes big problems, it’s for the Château to handle, not me.”
“You can talk to Judith, though. She might listen to you.”
“You want me to convince her to let go of your friend as a regular client?” Miguel laughed. “She will not like that.”
“It’s in everyone’s best interests.”
“Everyone but hers.”Ah, shit.That’s how it was, wasn’t it?
“I can’t believe for one second she has actual feelings for Seth. It shouldn’t be that hard to do. I dunno, find a way to convince her that it’s in her best interest to cut him loose. I’ll owe you.”
“Is that so? I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks.” Zachary clapped him on the back. “I’ll leave you to it. Enjoy the wedding. I’m gonna go get some booze and a bridesmaid.”
“You see the redhead?” Miguel was glad to change the subject. “Now that’s a beautiful woman.” Not as beautiful as Judith, of course, but up there.
“Unfortunately, everyone knows she’s playing for the home team, so I’m thinking more the brunette.”
“Good luck.”
“Thanks. See you at the marina?”
“Sure.”
Zachary finally left, and Miguel had his peace, but he still didn’t have Judith and it must’ve been at least twenty minutes between coming here and Zachary’s leaving. Where in the world was she, and what was taking her so long? Was she caught up talking to someone else? Dinner be damned. Miguel got up and went to investigate.
Hundreds of people in their designer dresses and suits/tuxes mingled in the hallways and other corridors. They gummed up entrances and dominated the time of every usher. Women shrieked as zippers and heels broke, chasing them into bathrooms where seamstresses were on hand. Men muttered about weddings and what a lucky bastard Ethan Cole was. When Miguel caught a glimpse of groom and bride strolling through the foyer, he had to agree. The newly minted Mrs. Cole was radiant on her wedding day.
After accidentally bumping into a Saudi prince and almost incurring the wrath of the deadly bodyguard, Miguel came upon a different kind of commotion. A small, tittering crowd gathered around a far corner near a maintenance closet. All Miguel could gather from eavesdropping was that a couple had been caught doing the nasty when someone else tried to use the maintenance closet for the same thing.
It was all terribly amusing until Miguel saw a red dress and strawberry blond hair. The fact that Judith was not a spectator but the star of the show didn’t shock Miguel the most – seeing her in Seth’s arms was another matter!
