WyattWyatt stared after the woman he loved running from him and out into the darkness. He knew he should chase after her, but his feet refused to move. It was like they were stuck in the sand, held by invisible magnets that wouldn't let him go.“Stupid, stupid.” He dropped his head in shame. He'd been overzealous. He hadn't sold it well. He'd messed up the timing, and now it was all screwed up. He always waited for the right moment, but this time he hadn't. This time, he'd screwed things up because he hadn't read the situation correctly.He wouldn't do that again. Wyatt sat down in the sand and looked out at the dark water, trying to figure out what to do next.He needed to go up to her room and apologize. She was only here for one more night, and he didn't want to spend it apart.He also needed to tell her who he was. He couldn't blame her for running. By all appearances, he was a beach bum with barely a job. It wasn't exactly an exciting prospect to leave her life and career to go
CassieThe first day back at work felt surreal. Home didn't feel like home anymore after her trip to the Caribbean. The sky was the wrong color, the air too dry, and the heat different. Despite living the majority of her life in the desert, she now felt out of place without the sound of the ocean.Or maybe, it was that she felt out of place without Wyatt.She shook her head, trying to remove the thought as she looked over the previous week's sales reports. The hotel had survived her trip. There was a lot of things that she had to make up for, but there wasn't anything out of the ordinary.Cassie walked out to the main lobby and looked around at her hotel. It was clean and spacious. She tugged on her suit jacket and felt a little bit of pride. She'd worked hard to become the manager. There were a lot of things she wished she could change policy on, but overall she was happy to do the work here.She heard her email ping on her phone. The message said that a StarTree executive would be c
CassieCassie stared in absolute shock at the handsome billionaire standing in front of her.It was Wyatt. Her Wyatt, only in a suit that cost more than her car and with two bodyguards that probably competed in WWE wrestling competitions.He smiled as he came in, his body language calm and collected. He looked at absolute ease walking into her hotel. He wore a dark suit that highlighted the soft golds in his slicked-back hair and made the green of his eyes stand out.Cassie, on the other hand, felt like having a panic attack. Not only was the man she'd fallen in love with at her hotel, but he was also a freaking billionaire. Half of her wanted to run into his arms and kiss him, and the other half wanted to run screaming out to the parking lot.She did neither as her boss was standing beside her. That, and she wasn't sure she was going to be able to make her legs work. They seemed rooted to the floor in shock. Her mouth hung open, but no words seemed to be coming out.“Mr. Patton. Ms.
WyattWyatt expected Cassie to pick a safe location. He thought she'd pick the hotel restaurant or perhaps even the sandwich shop across the street. He was sure she would want something with lots of people and plenty of easy exits. So he was a bit surprised when he walked into Mangia Ristorante to find that it was an intimate and cozy Italian restaurant. For the first time since arriving on the mainland, he felt hope spring up in his chest again.He made his way to the back of the restaurant to a small booth. It would be intimate, but still public enough to make her feel comfortable. He ordered two glasses of wine and sat watching the front door. She arrived right on time.His tongue felt thick, and his heart sped up. She hadn't seen him yet, but just watching her made his whole body tingle with anticipation. She was so beautiful.The simple burgundy dress she wore was classy and elegant. But, just like with her bikini, it looked sexy as hell without meaning too. It was just the way C
WyattTheir conversation flowed comfortably. Wyatt could almost pretend they'd never left the island or been apart. If not for the occasional glance, he would have thought that nothing had changed.She told him of her family, how her father was out of the picture, and her mother currently between men.“If you ever meet my parents, don't tell them how much you're worth,” she told him. “They'd just take it to the casino and blow it all. Luckily, they don't live here. It's one of the reason's I moved to Arizona.”She told him about her first marriage. She told him about how her ex-husband had changed when she'd had a pregnancy scare. She'd been excited, her ex had been terrified. After that, he changed and started blaming her for everything wrong in his life.“I started just staying at work,” she explained. “I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to be yelled at for things I couldn't control. I didn't want the blame anymore. He didn't want me. I guess it was good that we didn't have any
CassieCassie stared at the picture on her phone in total horror. It was her. Getting out of Wyatt's car. The headline read, “Prodigal billionaire returns! Who is the new mystery woman?”There were well over a thousand comments on the one site alone. Cassie didn't want to read any of them. The first had been that she was too old. She didn't want to know what the world thought of her or her looks. She didn't want to know what they thought of her being with Wyatt. She had a feeling that it would all be negative.“What have I gotten myself into?” she wondered out loud as she sat down at her kitchen table with her morning coffee. She felt like banging her head against the table.She still wasn't entirely sure how she felt about Wyatt being here. She was still reeling from finding out that he was actually a billionaire and that he'd lied to her, but at the same time, he was Wyatt. She had fallen in love with him on the island.The big question was whether or not Billionaire Wyatt was the s
CassieCassie had to struggle to get past the reporters crowding the lobby. Men and women with phones and cameras of various sizes were all camped out and waiting for Wyatt to come downstairs. One of Wyatt's bodyguards from yesterday currently guarded the elevator and was checking key-cards.That was definitely against Corporate Rule Twenty-Five: No guarding the elevator and checking key-cards unless there is a specific event in progress. Guests and their guests must feel welcome at all time. Cassie didn't even care, though.The hotel was in chaos.The poor girl running the front desk looked like she was ready to cry and two bellhops were cowering in the storage closet, occasionally peeking out and gawking at the reporters.“Thank god you're here,” Lenny announced as soon as he saw her. He grabbed her arm and nearly hauled her into Cassie's office. He shut the door and then sagged against it, like the escape from the lobby had exhausted him.“What's going on?” She looked around, tryin
CassieThe rest of the day was a nightmare.The press kept the lobby filled and nearly caused a car accident when they saw Wyatt's SUVs leaving the parking lot. Even after they learned he was no longer staying at the hotel, many of them refused to leave.They'd figured out that Cassie was the mystery woman from the night before. The press figured out why Wyatt Landers would be staying in a regular business hotel faster than Lenny did. It wasn't long before they were trying to sneak into her office and were calling her work phone non-stop.She couldn't leave her office. Every time she stepped out to check the linen supplies or go to the employee areas to post the schedule, some reporter was hounding her for information.Where had Wyatt Landers been hiding? How did she know him? Were they in a relationship? What was he doing back in the states? Was he going to disappear again? What did this mean for his company?She didn't have answers for any of them. She didn't even have answers for h