Page 20 of Redeeming Bosley

With tears in her eyes, she blinked at me. “I don’t know how to thank you.”

I shrugged. “Just say you’re staying.”

She jumped up and ran to me, throwing her arms around my shoulders. “Yes. Yes, thank you so much. I can never repay you.”

Romeo clapped his hands together. “Great. If Charity is moving up here, then I’d like to book Gangster’s Paradise until further notice.”

It felt like I’d been stabbed in the chest. He wanted to move out of the belfry? He immediately grabbed my hand. “Not for me. I just think it would be easier for Dante.”

Confused, I wrinkled my nose. “Why would Dante need a room?” I turned to the man in question. “In fact, now that Romeo’s back, can’t you leave?”

“No can do, Cory. Sorry about that. I’m not too happy with the situation either, but I gotta do what the Boss says.” He shrugged. “I will go home at night. There’ll be someone else here keeping an eye on the place so I can get some sleep.”

Romeo glared at him. “Who? I didn’t agree to that.”

He shrugged again. “Don’t know. That’s what Rocco told me when I drove him over this morning. As a matter of fact, you made sure he got home safely, right?”

“Yeah, he’s fine. Don’t worry about him. Are you sure you don’t want to take over my old room? It might be more convenient for however long this lasts.”

I couldn’t wait to get Romeo alone and find out what was going on. I didn’t really want a member of one of the crime families living in my hotel. He was a freaking soldier. He’d probably had to kill someone to make his stripes or whatever they called it.

“Anyway,” Harlow sing-songed. “Can I go look at the room across the hall?”

Charity’s eyes lit up. “Yes, I want to see your room, too.”

“Let’s go. I brought you a new comforter and sheets, too, Harlow. But I kept everything else the same. I know how muchyou love the 20s.” I wanted him to at least have his own linens, though. Like me, he’d be living in a hotel, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t have nice stuff of our own.

He fist-pumped the air. “Yes!”

Shaking his head, Dante said to Romeo under his breath, “They really love this stuff, huh?”

He chuckled. “They do, and it’s adorable.”

Smiling to myself that I’d managed to snag another man who found my eccentricities adorable, I led my little crew across the hall. Harlow seemed as excited as Charity, maybe even a little more so. The minute he got inside, he spun in a circle, taking it all in at once before falling back on his bed with his arms spread like he was about to make snow angels.

“This is ab-so-freaking-lutely amazing!” he yelled.

Charity bounced onto the bed next to him, cuddling into his side. “It is,” she said. “We can buy groceries and make dinner together every night and everything.”

He sat up, pulling her up with him. “We should go back to your room and put your clothes away, then I’ll take you down to the Velvet Room for dinner. You’ve only had room service so far. It’ll be my treat to celebrate our new places.”

“Well, you young people enjoy yourselves. I need to get home to my Mrs.,” Everest said.

“Everest, thank you so much for all your help today,” I said, pulling him into a hug. It wasn’t something I normally did with him, or any of my employees, but after recent events, I wanted him to know how special he was to me.

“Oh my.” He chuckled, patting my back. “It was my pleasure. I know it’s been tough for you, Mr. Letterman. I’m just glad I can be here to witness things turning around.”

“I’m glad you’re here, too.”

As he was saying his goodbyes to everyone else, I realized that Dante had slipped from the room at some point. I hoped that didn’t mean something anything more than he went away.

After Everest was gone, Romeo asked if he could speak with Charity in her room really quickly. I knew he’d planned on dealing with the Tad situation today, so I hoped he had good news for her. That she’d know that she was safe. I’d find out once we went upstairs.

“Is this all okay, Harlow? You did want to live on-site, right? I’m not pressuring you?” I knew enough about his home life to know that he’d been wanting a place of his own for a while, but that didn’t mean he wanted to live in a one-bedroom hotel room. On the other hand, with the salary I was paying him, he’d be able to afford whatever he wanted sooner than later.

“This is…everything, Cory. Thank you so much for this. Thank you for the opportunity.”

“Hey, you earned this.” I bit my lip, then plunged on. “Is everything else okay? Is Dante making you uncomfortable?”

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