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Too soon, the lights come back on.
“We said we’d wait until life calmed down!” I shout.
“Life’s never going to calm down, love. But there’s one condition.”
“You can’t ask me that and put conditions on,” I counter.
“Wait until you hear the condition.” His thumbs stroke my sides, making heat flood my body. “Don’t tell your friends tonight. Tonight is for you. Tomorrow is for us.”
That’s why it’s so hard to say no to him—because he gets my need to be my own person even as I want to be part of us.
“You were incredible!” Annie appears before I can answer, throwing her arms around me. Tyler and our other friends are close on her heels.
Harrison releases me, but not before he murmurs in my ear, “Tonight, you’re their queen. Tomorrow, you’re mine.”
* * *
The six of us collect our things from the VIP booth after we’ve spent the next hour drinking and catching up. The bar bill would be staggering not from the amount of alcohol, but from the quality of it. Still, even if the club wasn’t paying, Harrison or Tyler or Ash would have only had to slide a black card toward the hostess, and it would have been taken care of without hesitation.
I sign a few autographs and snap some selfies with stragglers on the way out, thanking everyone who made time to come out to the show.
As we head out of the club, we pass a group of girls wearing “Minnesota to Vegas” T-shirts who ask for a selfie.
“Sure. What’re you guys in Vegas for?” I ask as I pose with them.
“Twenty-first birthday. I bet you were playing a club on yours.”
“Pretty sure I was in my cramped NYC dorm room smoking weed and eating ramen,” I admit, and they laugh. A lifetime ago, but it was barely six years. “Enjoy Vegas.”
“We will!”
They’re having so much fun.
No fancy clothes. No paparazzi.
“Everything all right?” my billionaire fiancé asks, slipping an arm around my waist.
“Great.”
“Don’t forget we have that meeting at noon for Top Women in Music,” Annie says as we reach the street.
We were both honored to be chosen by a global initiative to inspire young women and help them find success in the business. “I’ll be there.”
* * *
As much as I love my life, there are moments when I miss having nothing to do or sleeping in until midafternoon because I can, not because I arrived on a flight at ten in the morning and have to leave on another that same evening.
That’s not my life anymore.
“Do you ever wish you could be normal?” I blurt after we say goodbye to our friends and are tucked in the back of the limo to the Wynn.
“Why would I be anything but what I am?” Harrison threads his fingers through mine, my ring rubbing against his bare finger. “Besides, I wouldn’t know how to begin.”
The answer is classic Harrison—arrogant first, then honest, because that’s how we are with one another. The world sees one side of him, but I get every glittering facet and rough edge.
He helps me out of the car and rests a hand on my back as we walk through the private parking area and up to the gilded elevator, which we take to our private suite on the top floor. I expect him to be on me the second the elevator doors close, but his hands slide into his pockets as he holds my gaze.
Then the doors slide open to reveal hundreds of yellow roses in vases all around the living room.
