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Watching as Camille bossed Jordan around was a particular delight. At one point Chloe had to turn away while she held back a laugh. The warm banter of family had her rejoicing in its glow.
“But what if I don’t want to move?” grumbled Jordan.
Camille snapped her fingers and like magic, Jordan stilled. “I didn’t say no to you when you asked me to fly out here at short notice, did I? No. So you will do as you are told.”
Wow. This Royal woman was feisty. Then again considering the sort of Royal male that Jordan was, she wasn’t surprised.
A suitably chastened Jordan turned his gaze to Chloe. “Are you ok if I take one of the other bedrooms for a couple of days while Camille works on your gown? I could always get another room if it’s a problem.”
“Chloe is going to be representing Royal Resorts, so she will need gowns, dresses, and gorgeous little suits. I will be here for some time,” corrected Camille.
“Yes, Camille and I talked late into the night, and she has graciously agreed to make me a full Vegas wardrobe. I will be expected to dine with VIPs and make public appearances outside of my concerts, so … yes, more clothes.”
Chloe offered Jordan a gentle smile. “I would be more than happy for you to occupy one of my spare bedrooms. It does get a little lonely in here at times.” He nodded his agreement.
“Speaking of VIPs, Jordan. When I called Bryce last night and told him I wanted an open budget for Chloe’s wardrobe as well as use of one of the Royal Resorts jets, he not only said yes, but asked me to inform you that he is coming to Vegas. He wants you to arrange a private dinner for the four of us. Here in Chloe’s sky villa. And that’s tonight.”
Jordan’s‘fuck’was whispered, but it was unmistakable. He got a slap on the arm from Camille for his troubles, then pushed toward the door. “Go and pack your things and bring them up here. Then you can help move my boxes and equipment down to your villa. Chloe shouldn’t have to see how the magic is made. Maintenant, dépêchez-vous!”
As soon as he was gone, a softer, but still wicked version of Camille appeared. “I find that a little French drama goes a long way in this country. Americans don’t quite know how to handle a fast talking European, and I’ve been known to use that to my advantage. Even with my cousins.” Chloe was impressed. Camille Royal was a woman who got things done.
I could do with a few friends like her.
“You are evil. But I also think you are amazing. I hope one day that we might become friends.”
Opening one of the black storage boxes she had brought with her, Camille pulled out a measuring tape. “While Jordan is downstairs sulking, we can get started on your measurements. And you don’t have to hope for us to be friends, Chloe. If you are keeping Jordan in line, you can take that as a given.”
CHAPTERFORTY-EIGHT
The second she laid eyes on Bryce Royal, Chloe could see the family resemblance. Bryce was a slightly taller, darker version of his younger brother. But unlike Jordan, his smile didn’t do certain things to her lady parts, nor did shaking his hand make her heart go all a flutter. Only Jordan had that effect on her.
“Bryce Royal, CEO for Royal Resorts USA. It’s both an honor and a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Fisher.”
He had a firm, but pleasant hand shake. It was a nice change from the music industry heavyweight types who liked to crush a woman’s hand just to prove to her that he could do high reps at the gym. “Please, call me, Chloe.”
She ushered her guest into the living area of her sky villa. “Would you like a drink? Jordan brought up a bunch of different bottles of water with him. Or I could make you a coffee, I hear you are a bit of a caffeine fiend.”
Bryce’s eyebrows rose at that last remark, and Chloe’s heart sank. So much for pretending she and Jordan barely knew one another.
“I mean, when he told me you were coming to Vegas, I asked your brother what sort of refreshments I should be offering.”
Nice ass covering. Well done, Chloe.
“Thanks, but I’m good. I had a coffee not long ago. And to let you in on a little secret, my girlfriend is trying to get me to cut down to fifteen cups a day.”
Whoa, that was a lot of coffee. Any wonder Bryce had a little bounce in his step, he was jet fueled. “I can see she might have her work cut out for her.” Chloe laughed.
“If Vivian had her way, she would be here today. She’s a huge fan. Instead, I had to play the boss card in order to get her on a plane to Chicago. But she will be coming to the first concert.”
“Vivian works for Royal Resorts?”
“Yes, she is a recent hire in guest services. Her first project is doing an audit of our toiletries. At the moment our brand new apartment in NYC smells like the perfume section in Bloomingdales.”
Did Bryce realize that he was smiling the whole time he spoke about his girlfriend? The pure joy in his voice was lovely.
I wish I had someone in my life who would talk that way when they mentioned me.
The elevator doors opened, and Jordan appeared. “Sorry, Bryce. I got caught up with moving some furniture for Cam. Our cousin is particular about where the rolls of fabric are stored.” He motioned toward the kitchen. “Can I offer you a beverage?”
