Chapter 148

The penthouse floors are not overly inspiring when we get there. Not if it’s our future love nest, and I can see where we will rip down walls and rearrange the floor plan. The whole place reeks of an owner on his last legs of life, and it hasn’t been updated in about twenty years or more.

Old dark wood, lots of seventies panelling and musty greens and golds in the décor. It has the air of a gentleman’s smoking club and not ‘us’ at all. I miss Alexi’s apartment and long to go back and curl up on the bed with him and Lync. That damn mutt. Craving to go home to something familiar and safe.

The longer we are in Vegas, the more I miss New York, but I don’t think it’s the city. I need quiet, normal, and time hiding away in his house to get my bearings. I think it’s all that has happened lately.

We wander, inspect, and look bored before he drags me to the door and makes it clear we are done, and he wants to go. He has seen enough.

Alexi leaves them with a smile and