"Please don't make things harder for me than it already is," she pleaded. "I wanted a fresh start for myself and if you keep your foot by the door but never intend on getting inside, then don't you think you're just wasting both of our time and energy?"
"All I'm asking is for you to wait for a little so I can find a solution that will best work for us."
"Beau… can you hear yourself? It's either you do it or you don't. There's no such thing as serving both masters at the same time. You can't have everything. You. Can't. Have. Me," Stellar exasperated.
Sparing a glance at Beau, she saw a flash of determination on his face. Whatever crossed his mind, he didn't intend to tell her because he just told her to go and take a bath first.
…
Later that night, up on the hundred and second floor of the hotel, Stellar and Beau were ushered to the private dining room that Beau reserved for them.
