Page 94 of The October Arrangement
“Look, it’s the best one here, and I wanted it. A man has to do what a man has to do, Bella.”
“But you just paid fifty dollars for a pumpkin, Simon. Wait. More than that because we still have to actually pay for it.”
I shrugged. “So. I always get what I want.” I winked and walked over to show my father the pumpkin.
We’d spent three hours at the fall festival, and I would admit, they were the best three hours of my life.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Bella
We stepped off the elevator, and I glanced at my watch.
“Devon will be here in fifteen minutes,” I told Simon.
“Who the hell is Devon?” I followed him into the kitchen. He set the pumpkins on the island, and immediately, Raine jumped up to investigate.
“Daisy’s guy.”
“The hair and makeup guy?” he asked.
“Yes. He’s doing my hair and makeup for tonight.”
“Oh, I like that guy.” He grinned.
“You do?”
“Yeah. He once told me that my suits make me look emotionally unavailable.”
“Ugh. Anyway, just a heads up. He’ll be bringing a lot of stuff with him.”
“How much stuff?” His eye narrowed.
“Everything he needs to do my hair and makeup.” I smiled. “I’m just warning you because you have all those rules about people touching things, moving things, and breathing incorrectly inside your penthouse.”
“I don’t recall making a rule about breathing,” he said.
“You will eventually.” I rolled my eyes.
“I hope you don’t plan on using the primary bathroom,” he said.
“Oh, I do. And you can get ready in one of the other bathrooms here. I need good lighting.”
“And our bathroom is the only bathroom in this house that has good lighting?”
I froze when he said the word ‘our,’ and so did he.
“Did I just say ‘our’ bathroom?”
“You sure did.” I smiled. “Are you okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” He frowned.
“Just checking.” I reached up and kissed his cheek.
The intercom dinged, alerting me that Devon had arrived. I walked over to the elevator and sent it down. A few moments later, the doors opened, and Devon stepped into the foyer.
“Darling, you must be Bella.” He hugged me.
