want a fifty-fifty profit split on their cool idea that we should develop for free…I was about ready to strangle Burton as it was.”
“Fair enough. I don’t know why I agreed to come tonight.”
“Same reason I did. Ella.” Brad tapped his foot impatiently. “This elevator’s taking too long. Let’s take the stairs.”
The lounge wasn’t very busy and they were able to get a small table by the window with three seats.
“Fuck, she looks hot tonight.” Wes downed most of his whiskey.
“She’s a hell of a woman. You think she might be into something more than just a couple of nights with us?”
“I don’t even want to think about the possibility that she wouldn’t. She’s here until Monday. Let’s have fun and work the rest out then. New York isn’t too far from Chicago.”
“No, it’s not.”
Brad looked up right into Ella’s smiling, beautiful face. “I thought you’d be longer. We don’t mind waiting if you want to spend more time with your friends.”
Ella sat down at their table. “It’s been good to catch up with some of them. But I couldn’t stop thinking about the two hot men waiting for me. I’m going to meet up with the gals once more tomorrow night.”
“You got two other guys waiting for you?” Brad joked. “Where are they?”
“No, I only managed to line you two up.”
“Then let’s not waste any more time.” Wes walked over to the bar to settle up.
“He can meet us in the lobby,” Brad said, helping Ella out of her chair.
“I’m so happy I decided to come to the reunion. I must have changed my mind half a dozen times even after I RSVP’d,” Ella said, sliding her arm through Brad’s as they walked out.
“I’m glad you did.” He scanned the lobby to make sure none of their classmates were there to see him kiss her. No need to fuel the gossip machine this weekend.
It was all clear, except for a man who was heading their way, staring at them with an unfriendly expression.
He walked right up to them. “Hello, Ella. I’d like to talk to you.”
The color drained from her face. “Troy! What are you doing here?”
“Right now, Ella.”
Wes appeared beside them. “What’s up?”
“Wes, Brad, this is Troy.” Her voice betrayed the tension she was feeling. “My ex-husband.”
Brad stuck out his hand to shake it. Troy looked at him like he was crazy, but gave his hand a quick shake.
“Good to meet you, Troy.”
“What the hell are you doing here, Troy?” Ella asked, still ashen.
“I knew it was your reunion. I wanted to see you. We need to talk.”
“And you came all the way here from New York?” Her voice was incredulous.
“I was here on business anyway, and I decided to look you up.”
“You can talk to me in New York. Why come here?”
“You won’t take my calls. So I found you here. I know how people like to hook up at reunions. I wanted to find you before something happened that you might regret.”
“Troy, that’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard you say. I won’t take your calls because there’s nothing to say. Everything’s finalized, and anyway you can go through my lawyer if you need to contact me.”
He shook his head. “It was a mistake. We should be together.” He took her arm. “Excuse us, gentlemen.”
She tugged her arm from the man’s grip. “No, Troy. There’s nothing to say, and we are not getting back together. I can’t believe you tracked me down here, of all places.”
Troy took hold of her arm again, gripping tightly. “Let’s just talk, Ella.”
Wes got into the man’s face. “She doesn’t want to go with you, man.” He sounded furious and looked like he was about to punch the guy. Brad stepped between the two of them. Wes was one of the most laid-back guys he knew, but the rare time he got riled up, he could cause some trouble.
“She’s made herself clear,” he said to Troy. The man was fuming like he was going to start foaming at the mouth.
He shoved Brad’s