All Chapters of The Billionaire's First Glance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Nathan’s POVWe’re on the plane, heading home. Paul is passed out, sleeping across the aisle from me. Morgan and Kimmy are sitting together in the seats in front of us, facing me. Amelie, well, Amelie is right where she should be. She’s cuddled up next to me. I feel such a sense of calm when she’s close to me, as if nothing else matters in the world. I’m glad it’s Friday and the weekend is here. For the first time in my life, I don’t want to go to work. I want to stay with Amelie. Tomorrow is her wedding dress fitting—a wide grin dons my face as I think about it.“What are you smiling about, Nathan?” Amelie questioned.I lie, “Just remembering the look on Twerkley’s face when Kimmy said you weren’t his lobster.”Amelie smiles, “That was quite funny.”“Sometimes you need to put Twerkley in his place,” Kimmy noted. “He’s really a nice guy, but his Hollywood persona has been coming out a lot lately.”“So true, Kimmy,” I agreed. "You can’t blame him, however. When you’re essentially given

Amelie’s POVThe alarm went off at 8 am. I woke up and rolled over to the vision of Tiff drooling on her pillow. I got up and headed for the bathroom. I’ll let her sleep in while I take a shower. I showered, shaved, and applied lotion. Once I was done in the bathroom, I searched through the closet for a nice-looking dress. I settled on a beautiful copper-colored princess-cut midi dress. I matched it with some simple tan high heels and a matching purse.When I was finished in the closet, I came out into the bedroom and noticed Tiff was up and, by the sounds of things, was in the shower. Tiff emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and headed straight for her bag.“Tiff, I want you to choose a dress from my closet,” I offered.“You’re kidding, right?” Tiff responded. “Those dresses cost more than my rent.”“I’m serious. Pick one, please,” I commented. "You have given me literally so much over the years. I want you to pick a dress and keep it.” I grab her hand and drag her into t

Amelie’s POVAfter lunch and trying on numerous dresses, we are finally finished at the Bridal Salon. Tiff and Kimmy ended up with bridesmaid dresses, and I have the other two dresses Nathan requested. Yes, somehow, Kimmy is now a bridesmaid, and honestly, I’m happy about it. We have just hit it off so well that I feel like I’ve known her for years. I’ll have to let Nathan know he needs another groomsman.Marcus is waiting outside for us. Kimmy instructs Marcus to drop her off on Broadway because she has an event. Tiff let me know Peter is meeting her back at Nathan’s to take her home. Once we’re in the car, I text Nathan.Amelie: I apologize for Kimmy having my phone. LolNathan: Are you finished? I was going to send out a search party.Amelie: Very funny. You’re to blame. Three dresses? Really?Nathan: Only the best for my wife-to-be.I hug my phone and sigh.Amelie: I appreciate it.Nathan: The wedding coordinator will be here in about an hour. Any idea what you want for dinner? I’

Nathan’s POVWe set off, and I made sure Amelie had music to sing for the entire trip. I was just hoping she loved the surprise.As we reached our destination, I could tell Amelie was starting to get impatient. “Just a couple more minutes, Amelie.”“We are here,” I announced, “but leave your blindfold on.”“Nathan, what are you doing?” Amelie giggled.I helped Amelie out of the car and led her towards the door.Amelie’s POVI couldn’t see a thing. It was driving me crazy. In the car, I could still hear Nathan’s breathing even though the music was playing. There was something so erotic about hearing him breathe and feeling the heat of his body next to me when I couldn’t see him. I started to wonder if he had ever blindfolded a woman during sex, and it made me shift awkwardly in my seat. Then my mind went off the deep end, and I pictured him tying me to the headboard. I swallowed hard at the thought and squeezed my thighs together.Nathan’s car came to a stop, and he helped me out of th

Amelie’s POVNathan had left this morning before I had even woken up. Yesterday’s day in bed was just what I needed. The stress of Zander’s surgery, the apartment fiasco, and exams were starting to weigh on me. It was like Nathan could read me and provide me with exactly what I needed. We decided that since Trudy would be at the penthouse, I would move into Nathan’s room immediately. After studying for most of Monday, I headed off to visit Zander at the hospital. When I arrived home, all my clothes had been moved to the “hers” closet in Nathan’s room.I headed downstairs and was greeted by Trudy in the kitchen, “Ms. Cavanaugh, is there something I can get you?”“No, thank you, Trudy. Also, can you please call me Amelie?” I asked.“Of course, dear,” Trudy responded. “Desiree dropped off the proof of the invitations while you were at the hospital. They are absolutely stunning.” Trudy pointed towards the dining room table.I walked over and picked up the invitations. They were gorgeous,