Ella“Make this place a success, baby girl. If anyone can do it, it's you.”Ella's father's words echoed across her mind as she looked out at the reception and watched the celebrities mingle and smile for the cameras.The wedding was a complete success. People would be talking about the beauty and perfection of the ceremony for years to come. Nothing had gone wrong. No one tripped, nothing was lit on fire, and absolutely no ambulances had been called.“I'm doing it, Dad,” Ella said softly. She smiled, feeling proud of her work for the first time in months. Her plans for the inn were finally in motion. Everything she had worked so hard for the past few years was finally within her grasp. She was going to make her father proud.So far, the reception was going exactly to plan. The largest meal they had ever served at the inn had gone off without a hitch. Only three plates were returned to the kitchen, and considering the palates of the guests, Ella was sure it was some sort of record. Ac
EllaElla wasn't sure if it was the wine or the dancing, but her head was spinning like a top and she didn't want it to stop. Dancing with Jace was like second nature. It was easy and graceful, like she was meant to do it. She wanted to follow wherever he lead.The song ended and Jace dipped her low. Ella sent a silent thank you up to whoever invented double-sided sticky tape, otherwise the dress would be halfway to the floor. And given the way Jace's hands felt on her, she wasn't half sure that was a bad thing.Well, maybe not with the other hundred plus guests standing there watching.A cold, prickling sensation settled between Ella's shoulder blades as she stood from the dip. She slowly turned, her eyes meeting those of Delores. The woman wore a racy dark blue dress that glittered with every move. Not to mention the diamonds encrusting every finger and circling around her neck. Ella wondered where in the world Delores had gotten the money to buy, or even rent, jewelry like that. Es
JaceJace wished he had come up with a better toast. It sounded so fake and terrible, yet it was all his love-struck brain could seem to come up with. He just wanted to see her smile again. His world was perfect when she smiled at him the way she was right now. He wanted her to tell him all her secrets, and maybe even tell her some of his.“Tell me about the inn,” he said, trying to think of something that would make her feel comfortable. He remembered how her face had lit up at the barn when she started to talk about her work, so he thought it would be a good place to start.“What do you want to know?” she asked.“Everything.” He guided them to a quiet area of the garden and sipped on his champagne, watching her beautiful face.“Um, well... I guess I should start at the beginning.” She smiled and fiddled with the stem of her champagne flute for a moment. “My father bought this place when his parents died. Used his whole inheritance on it. He had these amazing dreams, especially for t
EllaThe lake rippled with moonlight and Ella was fairly sure that if she looked closely enough, she would see pure magic. Her hand was hot in Jace's, but she didn't dare let go. She was afraid she'd stop breathing if she did. Her heart was beating so fast and hard, and it was because of him. The way he made her feel was magical- more so than any moonlight on the lake.The corners of her lips tugged upward when he pulled her off the main cement walkway and onto the carefully manicured dirt path. They were going to the small gazebo. Her thoughts flashed to the last time the two of them were there. The way the sunlight had caught his dark hair and sparkled through his eyes. The ache to kiss him reared back to life, and she hoped this time she could.The gazebo was completely empty. Jace held her hand as they walked up the steps and stood in the center of the small wooden structure. A soft starlit breeze floated across the lake, sending chilly goosebumps up Ella's arms. She rubbed her ar
JaceJace slid his key-card into the lock, barely managing not to drop it. He couldn't remember the last time he felt nervous about being with a woman, but with Ella standing behind him, he could barely keep from shaking. She was just so damn beautiful, he was having a hard time doing anything but staring.He held open the heavy door, inviting her inside. She walked in and stood demurely off to the side, looking around with wide eyes as if she'd never seen the place before.“Does it look different than usual?” he asked, setting the key-card down on the table.“Yes.” She smiled nervously, wrapping her arms around herself as if she were cold despite the fact she was still wearing his jacket. It looked remarkably good on her.“How does it look different?” He turned on the small lamp in the living area of the room before taking off his shoes and tie. He thought about taking off his dress shirt, but it felt awkward now that they were alone in his room, so he just undid the top button two b
EllaElla woke up, but kept her eyes firmly shut. She was sure she was still asleep. Still dreaming. There was no way that her life could be like this. Her life was never this good, yet somehow, she knew it could be.The man next to her shifted slightly, his warmth seeping into her skin like sunshine. She peeked open one eye to see his sculpted chest bare from the waist up. His dark hair was mussed and couldn't have looked better if a team of stylists had worked on him for an hour. He was the most handsome thing she'd ever seen. Especially since he was smiling at her.“Good morning, sunshine,” he rumbled, his voice low and sexy. When Ella had collapsed from happy exhaustion last night, she was sure she would be sexually stated for at least three weeks, but three words from him and she was ready for more. More than ready.“Good morning,” she murmured, slowly opening her eyes. The dream hadn't dissipated yet and she was beginning to suspect it was real. She had to pee and her mouth was
EllaWearing her new dress, complete with underwear, bra and shoes, Ella had never felt more spoiled in her life. Her stomach was full, her heart was happy, and she was walking across the tarmac to a bright blue helicopter bearing the Connor emblem.Jace held her hand as the entered the helicopter. Ella had seen pictures of helicopters, but they were always of commercial or military styles. This was a luxury helicopter. Where other helicopters had simple black utilitarian seats, this one had leather. The pilot sat up front in his own cockpit area while the cabin area looked more like a luxury jet. The thing was so lavish it had wood floors and the leather chairs were so soft that Ella was tempted to rub her cheek against one.“Are you sure this is a helicopter?” Ella asked as they stepped inside. She looked around. Some of the rooms at the inn weren't even this nice. This was no ordinary helicopter.Jace laughed. “If you put on the headphones, you'll be able to hear the pilot.”Ella g
EllaElla blinked at the bright sunshine as she stepped out of the helicopter and onto solid land. Despite the beauty of the helicopter's interior, she was glad to be out of it. The blades were slowing as they exited, but she still felt the need to duck as they moved away.The country was lush and green, and Ella could see plants growing in rows upon rows. “Where are we?” Ella asked, looking around.Jace didn't answer. Instead, a smiling woman in jeans and a cowboy hat greeted them over the roar of the dying helicopter blades. “Welcome to Jacobson Vineyards and Winery. We're so glad you're here, Mr. Connor.”Jace shook her hand. “We're glad to be here.”“Excellent,” the woman replied, broadening her smile. “If you're ready, we can begin the tour.”Jace took Ella's hand in his as they followed the woman toward rows of green plants. Ella loved how natural it felt to have his hand in hers. Her heart fluttered with pure joy. It was a simple happiness. One that felt like it could endure fo
One year later...Everything was ready. Or as ready as it was going to be.It felt different being on this end of the preparations.“Okay, the caterer is set up and on time, here's your bouquet, the DJ is already set, the photographer is just finishing up the boys shots, and the only thing that seems to be an issue is your lack of smile,” Mia said, peering over her clipboard at the bride.Ella forced a weak smile. “Better?”Mia, Ella's new assistant, shook her head. “No. Seriously, I have this under control. I have since day one. That's why you hired me.”“I know.” Ella sighed and smoothed her hair again. It was hair-sprayed so well that a hurricane wouldn't undo it, yet she kept feeling like it was going to tumble all around her. “I'm just nervous. It wasn't like this for the other weddings.”“The other weddings weren't your wedding,” Mia reminded her with a gentle smile. “Now, put on a smile, go have a drink of champagne with your bridesmaids, and let me handle everything. That's wh
Ella“Well, I see you have met my son.” Charles's voice broke into their private moment.“Hi, Dad.” Jace didn't let her go, he just pulled back enough to glare at his father. “Maybe we could chat later.”Charles chuckled. “Don't mind me.” He leaned up against the limo, crossed his arms and grinned at them.Ella and Jace looked at one another. It felt strange to have an audience.“What can I do for you, Dad?” Jace asked. He kept his arms protectively around Ella as if he were afraid she would disappear on him.He didn't need to worry about that. Ella was never leaving him.“I told you, don't mind me.” He grinned, obviously enjoying their discomfort in the most paternal way possible. “I'm just happy to see you with someone I approve of.”Jace rolled his eyes.“I'm glad you approve of me,” Ella said diplomatically. “But, would you mind doing it from inside the limo. Or the inn. Or just not where we can see you. I'd like to kiss him some more and it feels weird with his father watching.”
JaceJace stared at the log-on screen to his laptop for the third time. Outside, the clouds hummed past the streamlined jet, but inside, he was stuck. He'd opened and shut his computer at least three times. Each time he tried to get work done, Ella's face would pop into his head and he'd lose his concentration.His phone burned as if on fire. He'd already read the messages four times, in between each open and closing of his laptop. Something about it bothered him. It wasn't right. The words sounded enough like Ella, but she would have told him in person. She never would have missed saying goodbye.This wasn't how things were supposed to happen. This wasn't how the story was supposed to play out and Jace knew it.He was wrong to have left without looking for her further. He should know better than to follow in his father's bitter footsteps.Jace needed to see her. He needed a real goodbye, and if she really did want to push him away, then... well, he could deal with it. But he needed t
EllaElla pounded on the cellar door. Her hands ached from the repeated blows on the door that clearly wasn't moving. She'd tried screaming, but she knew that no one would hear her. Just last week, one of the kitchen staff had been stuck in here for hours before someone came to look for her.Except no one was coming to look for Ella. The only person who would notice she was missing was probably on a plane back to his real life already.She couldn't believe Delores would do this to her.A sob choked Ella's throat and made it hard to breathe. Her knees buckled as she checked her watch and knew he was gone. She had wanted to say goodbye. She had wanted to see him one more time, to tell him how she felt and that she couldn't wait to see him again.But now she couldn't.She tried banging on a different wall, but the sturdy ancient cellar walls absorbed everything. She was trapped and had no way to tell Jace goodbye. No way to tell him that he was all she thought about all night.Despite sp
Jace“Sir, it's time to go.”Jace sighed and glanced around the empty hotel lobby. He checked his watch, even though he knew it was long past when Ella should have arrived. Especially after all those text messages. Yet, still, he had hoped she would show up. The time was only two minutes and fifteen seconds different than the last time he had checked.This isn't going to work out.I can't lie to you anymore. I have someone else.You aren't special.You were going to find out eventually, so I'll just spare you now. I don't want this.I'm not coming tomorrow.You need to leave.The text messages still burned on his phone. There were more, but just looking at them made him want to cry. They seared into his soul. He had missed the first two he was so busy working. He'd immediately messaged her back, begging her to let him come see her. She'd said no, that it would only hurt them both.This weekend was magical. But magic isn't real. I don't want to hurt you. Please, just leave me alone. Go
EllaThe hotel hallways were deserted as she walked back to her room. Her phone had a message from Jace. He'd sent it an hour ago and it wasn't anything crazy, just a hello with a smiling icon. Still, it made her pulse race. He followed it up with a message about breakfast before his flight left.Her fingers paused over the keypad, trying to find the best words to say what she felt. She bit her lip, waiting for inspiration to strike. She wanted to type more than just “yes!” because that felt too simple. She wanted to make his heart race as much as hers did.“What do you think you're doing?”Delores stepped out of her office and directly into Ella's path. She nearly dropped the phone in surprise.“Going to bed.” Ella turned off the screen without responding back to Jace. The last thing she wanted was for Delores to see her texting the man who'd scorned her's son.“It's no longer your day off.”Ella sighed. One encounter with Delores today was more than enough. “I don't want to do this
EllaIt was close to midnight, and Ella couldn’t sleep. Her mind was racing from the day. Jace. The helicopter. What happened next. She couldn’t sit still, let alone lay in bed and try and sleep.So, she went to the lobby bar and took over for the bartender. The bartender was more than happy to get off a couple hours early and get out of cleaning up, especially since there was only two customers left.Everything was quiet after the hustle and bustle of the wedding the day before. Ella was glad. Wiping down the bar and putting everything into place was soothing. She wished she could clean and organize her thoughts as easily, but Jace had her completely tangled up.The tax man, still wearing the same dark suit and thin tie- or one exactly like it- stood up and left the perfect amount of cash with a ten percent tip neatly on the counter. Ella groaned as she remembered she hadn't given his card to Delores yet. The fact that he was still here troubled her. What kind of trouble was Delores
EllaThe helicopter landed just as smoothly as it did the time before. Ella didn't even make a noise this time. This time she even managed to smile. Granted, it didn't touch her eyes and the falseness of it hurt her jaw, but she did smile. There was hope for her helicopter flying days yet.Jace held her hand as they stepped out of the helicopter and hurried away from the noise of the blades. It was amazing to Ella just how noisy the machine was. As soon as they were clear of the landing zone, the helicopter took off again to return to the hanger, leaving them on the edge of the inn's property.“I'm afraid I have to go to work,” Jace informed her as soon as the helicopter was gone.“It's okay,” Ella quickly told him before he could say that he was sorry. She understood that he was a busy businessman and that he hadn't planned on taking today off at all. Despite his fine words that he was the boss, she could only imagine how many of his CEO strings he had to pull just to get the time of
EllaElla paused before getting back on the helicopter. Knowing what was coming, she wasn't sure how much she wanted to get back on the flying death machine. It wasn't like she had much of a choice though. It was a several hour long car ride back to the inn from here and she didn't have a car. Ella had no doubt that Jace would get her one, but she didn't want to go without him.A warm hand slid into hers, sending her strength. “Don't worry. It gets easier each time,” Jace promised her.She nodded. He helped her into the luxurious helicopter and sat down beside her. His phone buzzed.“I'm just getting on the helicopter,” he informed the person on the other side. “I'll take care of it once I'm in front of my computer. I can't do anything until I see the numbers.”“Sounds fun,” Ella remarked once he hung up. “Something wrong?”“The problem with running a conglomerate business is that there's always something going wrong somewhere.” Jace shook his head. “It's my job to put out the fires a