Page 137 of The Billionaire's Wake-up-call Girl

Henry Locke can’t say enough about how much he loved Theo’s speech. They’ve known each other for a while, but I get the feeling the partnership is a new level in their relationship. He compliments him on the firm’s engaging online presence, too.

“That’s mostly Lizzie,” Theo says.

“So that’s where you two fell for each other?” Vicky asks. “When you worked at Vossameer?”

Theo and I exchange glances.

“It’s a long story,” I say.

Willow snorts.

Playfully, Vicky narrows her eyes. “Okay, you don’t have to tell.Now…”

I have a feeling she’s going to extract every detail someday. And I wouldn’t mind it. I like her. Mia would like her, too.

I go home with Theo after the party breaks up. We kiss in the limo and then later in the elevator. Theo slides his hands over my hips. “I just want to rip this off you.”

“Don’t you dare! It’s my favorite dress ever!”

He chuckles.

In the end, he doesn’t rip it off. He carries me to his bedroom and he undoes the zipper for me, kissing my back every few inches.

We make love in his big bed with the moon shining in the arch-top windows. Afterward I tell him about going over the bridge, and thinking about what he said, and we dream together of how we want things to be with us.

“We’re talking about our relationship,” I say. “It seems so weird. But in a good way.”

“A very good way.” He touches his finger to the tip of my nose. “And you know what I’m going to do tomorrow morning?”

“What?” I ask.

“I’m going to make us omelets!”

“Hmm!” I say, trying to sound excited.

The next morning, we collaborate on the omelets, thankfully. He’s surprised at the things he was doing wrong.

I put in a call to my parents. It’s a hard call—they’re crushed I’m not coming but they’re thrilled I might have a space. Theo told me it’s still empty. It’s something else we’ll work out. I promise to come visit soon for a nice long time. A late Three Musketeers celebration. I’ll bring special cookies.

Later that morning, we head to my old place. With the help of Derek and Mia and a few other guys Theo rounded up, we make quick work of unloading my carefully packed truck and putting all my stuff back in my room. The subletter hasn’t moved in yet, luckily, and Theo has a place to offer her—apparently, Vossameer owns a few apartments to put up overseas visitors, and one of them will be open for a couple of months.

After everybody leaves, Theo and I drink lemonade on our couch.

Mia comes out in her outrageous delivery girl uniform. She has to deliver sandwiches dressed as a cat.

She looks ashen.

“What’s wrong?” I ask. She hates wearing the uniform around people she knows, but this is different. She looks actually upset.

“They changed my delivery area,” she says. “It’s…not good.”

“You think it’ll be a bad tip area?”

“No, it’s a nicer area, but it includes Maximillion Plaza,” she says.

“No!” I gasp.

“What’s wrong with Maximillion Plaza?” Theo asks.

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