Graduate (Result of Tomorrow Series, #3) by Autumn Gaze

Author:Autumn Gaze [Gaze, Autumn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: roommate romance, new adult romance, contemporary romance and sex, billionaire obsession, romance love triangle, romance love, sweet love story, billionaire romance, true love, happily ever after, hot romance, bad boy, Alpha male romance, billionaire, romance, new adult, contemporary romance, love and life, fake girlfriend, sexy, sexy hero, sweet romance, military romance, romantic suspense, bully romance dark romance, ageless romance, FICTION / Romance / Contemporary FICTION / Romance / New Adult FICTION / Romance / Romantic Comedy, coming of age romance, bully romance college, enemies to lovers, Lexy TImms, taboo romance, forbidden love
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2024-03-05T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Rhys

THE LOFT ABOVE BILL’S bookstore looked totally different now that all of his personal belongings had been packed up into boxes. Stacks of boxes lined the edge of the loft as I walked upstairs dressed in jeans and an old shirt I didn’t mind getting dirty.

Bill peered around the dividing wall that cut off the loft from the kitchen area and smiled as I set my to-go coffee cup on one of the boxes. “I thought you weren’t coming.”

“We took the early train out of New York City,” I replied as I surveyed the work he’d been doing all weekend. “I didn’t realize you had so much stuff.”

“I’ve been living up here since I opened the shop,” he laughed. “It adds up over time, I guess.” He walked out of the kitchen carrying a box labeled “Pantry” and set it on top of one of the stacks. I handed him a coffee cup, and he sighed with relief, saying, “Thanks, I needed this.”

“You’ve done some serious work so far.”

“Thanks to you assigning your students to reference texts from my shop, I’ve been making a lot more money lately.”

“Not a bad thing at all.”

“No, especially since I’m a grown man now with a mortgage.” He snorted, taking a long drink of his coffee. “But I need more space here. I have a contractor coming in on Tuesday to measure out the loft, take out the kitchen, and build some new bookshelves. Jessica thinks I should keep the loft open and have a little tea shop up here, but that sounds like yuppie territory.”

“Yuppie?” I rolled my eyes. “Bill, you run a rare bookstore. That’s the definition of yuppie. What kind of crowd do you think you bring in?”

“Intellectuals, of course.” He playfully narrowed his eyes. “Not the tea-drinking college crowd.”

“Well, Jessica’s right. Now that you have a mortgage, you need to keep pulling in a crowd. Hold a few book readings each month, etcetera.”

Bill just leaned against the dividing wall and shrugged. He let out his breath as he looked around, a somewhat melancholy expression drifting behind his eyes. Instead of saying whatever was on his mind, he asked, “How’d the lecture go yesterday?”

“Better than expected,” I replied and filled him in on the lecture and how Whitney and I had taken the day, and night, to explore the city for a while.

I left out the conversation Whitney and I had had about our future. I did tell him about meeting Dr. Roseway, and how she’d asked if Whitney would apply for the arts history doctorate program at Columbia.

Which, of course, led into a conversation about the great mystery of Whitney’s missing applications.

“There’s obviously something else going on,” Bill said as we carried the boxes out of the loft and out into the alleyway, where a rented moving van was waiting. “Who is her student advisor?”

“It was Cassandra, but Whitney told me she switched to someone else right before we left campus for spring break.”

“So Cassandra helped her get those first applications out?”

“Supposedly.

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