Page 95 of Billionaire Bachelor
“I know it’s kinda bland,” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. “Butif you ever feel like bringing some of your stuff over…like pillows, candles, throw blankets, or whatever, to make you feel more at home, I’d be totally okay with that. There’s plenty of room in the closet, too, if you want to stash some clothes here.”
Her gaze snaps to mine, surprised. “Yeah? You really wouldn’t mind?”
I step closer, brushing the hair out of her eye. “I’d actually love it, Pip. I never realized how fucking dull this place was until I started spending so much time in yours. Turns out, I’m not as into the neutral hotel aesthetic as I thought I was.”
She laughs. “Well, lord knows I certainly have enough color around my apartment to spare. I could definitely bring some stuff over. But when your condo is overrun with girly shit, don’t say you didn’t ask for it.”
“Deal.” I fight a losing battle with a grin. “C’mon, I have a surprise for you up on the roof.”
“A surprise, you say? Color me curious.” Rosie grabs my offered hand and allows me to lead her up the staircase to the roof.
I realize I’m nervous as I push the door open. Every time she’s been up here, it’s been during a party. Thumping bass, people laughing and splashing in the pool, talking and drinking by the fire. It was fun, but loud and chaotic.
This is different.
This is intimate.
We step onto the rooftop, and her eyes widen at the sight in front of us. The firepit’s already glowing, throwing a golden hue over the outdoor seating area. A bottle of prosecco is chilling in a bucket beside a covered tray. Beyond the low glass wall, the entire city stretches out in glittering 360-degree perfection.
“Wow.” Rosie lets out a soft breath. “Logan…this is insane.”
“It’s a lot different when there aren’t dozens of other people up here, right?” I ask, brushing my hand down her back.
“Very much so.” She nods, gaze still roaming the space. “Dialingup the swoon again, Edwards.” Her chin lifts, and I can’t resist swooping down and taking her lips in mine.
“You know me. All swoon, all the time.”
Her eyes roll. “And there you go, leveling it out once again.”
Laughing, I lead her to the cushioned lounge, pouring us each a glass of sparkling wine. She toes off her shoes and settles in beside me, knees tucked beneath her. I take a moment to watch as the flames cast golden flecks in her dark irises.
“To no more hiding,” I say, lifting my glass.
“No more hiding.” She smiles, clinking her glass against mine. “Whatcha got under there?” Rosie gestures to the covered food tray.
“See for yourself.”
She lifts the tray and gasps. “Charcuterie! If I wasn’t already planning on sleeping with you tonight, this would’ve sealed the deal.”
I laugh. “I know how much you love tiny food arranged on boards.”
Since Rosie’s a vegetarian, it’s not the traditional deli meat and cheese spread. Instead, I went with assorted fruit, cheese, crackers, and bite-sized desserts. Her eyes light up more and more as she sees each one.
She grabs a cube of cheese, popping it into her mouth. “It just tastes so much better for some reason.”
“If you say so, Morales.” I throw a grape into mine. “Tastes like a grape to me.”
“Whatever.” She sticks her tongue out.
Rosie leans her head on my shoulder, with my arm wrapped around her as we sit in comfortable silence. We sip wine, munch on snacks, watch the lights flickering like stars below. Her fingers lazily trace circles along the back of my hand, over the petals of my tattoo.
“I still can’t believe you did this.”
“Why not?” I clasp our fingers together. “After all the truths I’ve revealed over the last few weeks, it should be pretty self-explanatory.”
“Yeah, but you chose a spot on your body where the entire world would see it all the time. What if I…God forbid, what if I married Julian? What ifyoufound someone down the line you wanted to marry? Wouldn’t that have been awkward?”
I pull her closer, kissing the top of her head. “It wouldn’t have mattered if you married him. I mean, it would’vesucked, but I didn’t get the tattoo because I thought you’d be mine someday. I did it because there was never any doubt that I’d always beyours.”
