Page 131 of Fall I Want
The doors slide open and a couple steps inside. The two of us move to the corner, allowing them in.
“See, honey? That’s the way you used to look at me.”
They exit and I chuckle. “How do I look at you?”
“Like... you’d figure out a way to rope the moon if I wanted it.”
My eyes soften as we step off the elevator and make our way outside. We take the sidewalk toward the Cosmo, walking hand in hand. I glance up at the moon that’s high in the sky. “Just say the words.”
She lightly chuckles as she leans against me. “I don’t know what you see in me, Zane, but I hope it stays that way forever.”
“You’re the magic, Pumpkin. Just always be yourself. That’s what I like about you the most.”
As we walk past the Bellagio, I check the time. “They don’t play it after midnight.”
“Dang, it was on my bucket list,” she says.
“Really?”
“Yeah, it’s one reason I wanted to visit.”
I grab her hand. “Perfect. We’ll get you a water show, then.”
“Huh?”
I wrap my arm around her. “Whatever you want.”
“It ended at midnight,” she repeats back to me.
“And? There is a button to turn it on somewhere.”
She narrows her eyes.
“You doubt my skills?” I chuckle, straightening my stance and removing my hat before handing it to Autumn. I run my fingers through my hair and walk to the front counter like I own theplace. The manager walks toward me as Autumn stands to the side.
“Hi, good morning,” I say. Then I glance over my shoulder at my girl. “I’d like for the water show to be played.”
She chuckles. “Sweetie. It ended at midnight.”
“I’m aware. However, I believe it will be in your best interest if you call the GM to approve it.”
This woman is not taking my shit and I try not to get offended. She is just doing her job.
“I’m not calling him to do something that’s against protocol. Who do you think you are?”
I smile. “I thought you’d never ask. I’m Zane Alexander, future CEO of Xander Resorts, son of Ambrose. If you don’t want to call Charles, I’ll be happy to reach out to him myself, but I thought I’d allow you the opportunity first. It won’t be good if I reach out to him directly. Trust me.”
Charles Oliver is a grumpy old man just like my father. If it weren’t for Xander, a lot of these buildings wouldn’t exist. I’ve never once pulled rank or requested anything, and I know he will go for it.
The sarcastic grin on her face falls away. “Mr. Alexander, I cannot break the rules for you.”
“Make the call,” I say directly. “I’ll be back in thirty minutes, okay? Please, make sure it begins at the top of the hour.”
The woman glares at me as I turn around.
“Three o’clock,” I say, tapping on my watch, then grab Autumn’s hand as we walk out.
“You think that will work?” she asks, swinging our hands as I lead her into the other hotel.
