Conceited Concierge: A Hero Club Novel by Renea Porter (little readers txt) 📕

her brother and accusing her of arriving with an asshole.”

“Oh god. I said that?”

“Not in those words. You called her brother a schmuck if I remember correctly.”

“Shit.” I gripped my hair in frustration. Then I looked at Kyler. “Is she pregnant?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Do you know how far along?”

“I think she’s maybe four months.”

“That would be my baby she is carrying. I can’t sit by. I need to go to her and apologize.”

“Levi, listen to me. Give her space. At least a few days. Then you can go to her. I promise I know what I’m talking about when it comes to women.”

“Okay. Fine.” This was gonna be torture. “Are you gonna tell me where she lives?”

“No. You can call me in a few days, and I’ll tell you. Let her calm down and you need to straighten up.”

I nodded. “You’re right.”

“I know. I was raised by women. My mom, my two aunts, my grandmother, and my godmother. Trust me.”

I did trust my buddy, and he was right. He was raised by women his whole life. He would know a thing or two about what I should do. Once I finished eating breakfast, Kyler gave directions on finding the shower. His house was like a damn maze. So many bathrooms and bedrooms. What was he doing with this big of a house? He was the only one living here besides his house staff. It was crazy. If I remembered correctly, I thought he said Celine was a radio DJ. I didn’t even know how they met.

Finding the bathroom, I stepped inside. I swore it was the size of my apartment. This was insane. Pulling a towel from the cabinet, I stepped into the shower and let the hot water cascade over me. I needed this.

Once out, I tied a towel around my waist and opened the bathroom door to see if the coast was clear. But I ran smack into Kyler. “I brought you some clothes.’

He handed me some neatly folded clothes. “Thanks, man.”

I headed toward the room that I woke up in and got dressed.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

 

 

LEVI

It had been nearly two days since I saw Rylee. Yesterday, I gave Kyler my credit card number and ordered one dozen roses to be delivered to Rylee. He had to provide her address since he didn’t want me to have it.

Then today, I sent two dozen roses over to her again. Tomorrow, I’d send three more dozen. I was hoping that would at least put me in her good graces.

And today, I was investing in my dream.

Seeing Rylee, though, just proved to me how much I did want her and the family we had spoken about. I wondered how far along she was. Three months? Four months, maybe? Thinking about me not being there every step of the way, it broke my heart. If she had told me, I would have been here for every second of it. Then again that was my third strike and I couldn’t blame her for bouncing.

The divorce papers were signed now and I was getting my act together. Turning twenty-six without Rylee by my side, it didn’t make sense. But I knew if she forgave me, it would be for the greater good.

Picking up my phone, I called Kyler.

“What’s up, man?” he questioned.

“Hey. Can I get Rylee’s number and address? I promise I will not make contact with her until tomorrow.”

“Sure. What the hell?”

Grabbing a piece of paper, I wrote her information down.

“Thanks, man. I owe you.”

“Good luck.”

“Hey. Did your girlfriend say anything about Rylee after checking on her?” I was curious.

“Yeah. She was pissed at you. Look, you gotta talk to her yourself.”

“You’re right.”

“Thanks.”

“Sure. Talk to you later.”

“Later.”

Hanging up with Kyler, I decided to call Rylee even though I’d promised Ky I wouldn’t. Her phone rang three times before she finally answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Ry. How are you?”

God, why was I so damn nervous? It felt like my heart might beat out of chest.

“I’m fine. You?”

“I’m good.”

“Liar.” I swear I could picture her smiling right now.

“You’re right. I’m a wreck without you, Ry. And I would like to see if I can ever earn your trust again. Can we meet for coffee at least?” I corrected myself because she was pregnant. “Or tea.”

The line was quiet for a long time. Then she answered, “Sure. You know Sal’s Frap?”

“I know the place.”

“Three o’clock work?’ she asked.

I smiled. “Yes. That works.”

“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow at three.”

“Tomorrow. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Hey, it was a start. At least she agreed to meet me. It felt like my heart was beating a mile a minute. Maybe I was having a heart attack at twenty-six years old. Going over everything in my head, there was a lot we needed to discuss. And now that I was in Cabazon, I was closer than ever because of the new opportunity I was presented with. Since I was on a month-to-month lease, I let my landlord know I was moving out. Packing the boxes, I was ready for the new chapter in my life. If that meant Rylee would move on without me, I wouldn’t like it, but we would co-parent our child, because I did want to be in the child’s life.

If it meant Rylee would give me one more shot, it would make the next chapter that much sweeter.

***

My car was packed to the brim including taking up all the room in the trunk. Before settling into my new digs, I needed to see Rylee first. To see where her head was at. But the first thing I did when I woke up was send more roses to Rylee. Hell, I wasn’t sure what her favorite flower was. I’d have to