Mr. Mayfair by Bay Louise

Author:Bay, Louise
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
ISBN: 978-1-910747-60-5
Publisher: Louise Bay
Published: 2019-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Beck

I was prepared. I’d tweaked my strategy of how to approach Henry about the Mayfair property. I’d just tell him how I hadn’t made the connection earlier, but that he must be the Henry Dawnay who owned the Dawnay building and go from there.

I was ready to see him again.

Primed to make my move.

But he wasn’t bloody here.

I checked my watch for the seventieth time that evening. It was almost ten and this thing was supposed to be over by ten-thirty. He was a no show. I’d kept my ears open all night, but I’d not heard anyone mention him. I swirled the tonic water in my glass, keeping the door to the reception room in my eyeline as it had been all evening, hoping he would make a last-minute appearance.

It was useless. I might as well go back to the room. I drained my glass and headed out. Maybe I’d check the car park to see if Henry’s car was still there. Although, that wouldn’t tell me much—he might have simply done something else for the evening. I kept telling myself to be patient, but I didn’t have an infinite amount of time. There was just over a week left.

As I turned the corner, laughter from the conservatory caught my attention. Through the small-paned glass, I saw Stella chatting to Florence amongst the other women of the wedding party.

I paused and just as I did, she turned and saw me watching her almost as if she knew I was there. She looked stunning, her hair scraped up into a ponytail, her face slightly flushed. Without thinking, I grinned at her, and she smiled back before dipping to say something to Florence and then heading in my direction.

“Hey,” she said as she got closer. “You okay?”

I shrugged. “I thought I’d head back to the room and catch up on emails.”

She blinked a couple of times as if she were waiting for me to say something else, to tell the truth.

“I’ll come too,” she said after a couple of seconds.

“You don’t need to.” I needed to catch up with work but at the same time it would be good to have some company. Someone to ruminate with on where Henry was. Someone I could run my newly tweaked strategy by.

She looked up at me as if she were peering into my brain, wanting to know if what I said and what I meant were matching. “I know. But I want to. Let me just get my bag.”

As Stella went to leave, the bride caught up with her and Stella visibly stiffened when she pressed her hand on her arm. “You’re leaving?” Karen asked, all smiles.

Stella smiled back, but I knew her well enough now to distinguish a real smile from a fake one, and there was nothing genuine about the smile Stella wore. “We want to save some energy for all these different events,” Stella replied.

“Yes, it’s spectacular, isn’t it? It was Matt’s idea to make a week of it—a real celebration.

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