Page 98 of Falling for the Billionaire Best Man

“Neither are you.”

I stepped back. “But I better get out of here or our room service is going to be left in the hall and might get jacked.”

“We wouldn’t want that.” She smiled.

I gave her a quick kiss and left the steamy heat of the shower. I had been out less than a couple of minutes when I heard the knock on the door. I grabbed some bills from my wallet and opened the door.

The smell of bacon and fresh coffee filled the room. Dorie emerged a few minutes later looking absolutely gorgeous with her bare face and wet hair.

“Wow, that smells amazing,” she said.

We sat at the table, enjoying our breakfast like we had done it a hundred times before. It was peaceful. Easy.

But of course, the peace didn’t last long. Dorie’s phone buzzed on the nightstand.

“And so it begins,” she sighed.

“Eliza?”

She picked up her phone and glanced at the screen. “Not Eliza. It’s a text from Toby.”

I watched the serene look disappear as she read the message.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

She frowned, typing out a quick reply before looking up at me. “He’s at the bakery doing some prep work for the week, and he says there’s a problem with the oven. He’s not sure what’s wrong, but it’s not working. He’s tried all of our usual tricks.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Can’t it wait until tomorrow?”

She shook her head. “No, I have to go. If the oven’s broken, it could throw off the whole week. I need to figure out what’s going on.”

I watched as she hurried around the room, pulling on her dress. “Do you want me to come with you?” I asked, half-joking.

She paused, looking at me with a small smile. “No, it’s okay. I’ll handle it. But I’ll touch base with you later, okay?”

“I could fly you back.”

“I drove that fancy new SUV you bought me,” she joked. “I need to drive it back.

“Good point.”

She grabbed her bag and headed for the door, pausing just long enough to give me a quick kiss. “Thanks for everything. I’ll see you later.”

And then she was gone, the door closing behind her. I sat there for a moment, staring at the empty space where she’d been, before shaking my head and smiling to myself. I’d never met someone as passionate about their work as Dorie was. It was one of the things I admired most about her. Her dedication. Her drive. Her independence. It was so refreshing and one of the many reasons I respected her so much.

I finished my coffee and got dressed. I was bummed I didn’t get to enjoy a lazy morning with her, but I was going to go out of my way to make sure I spent as much time with her this coming week. With the guys crashing at my place, I was going to convince her to let me hang out at hers.

I headed downstairs to meet up with Cullen and the rest of the guys. We were flying back to New York for the night. I found Cullen and Eliza first.

Eliza looked me up and down. “Where’s my sister?”

I grinned, shoving my hands in my pockets. “Had to bail. Oven emergency at the bakery.”

“Oven emergency? Is that code for you scared her off already?”

“Give the guy a break, Eliza,” Cullen said. “Dorie’s not exactly the type to be scared off by anything.”

“She really did have to drive back,” I said.