Danielle Steel - Hotel Vendome

“You’ll do it even better than he did,” Brad said confidently as he pulled her onto the bed and into his arms. “You already run this place, you just don’t know it yet. Your father would never have passed it on to you, if he didn’t think you could do it. He loves this hotel too much to take that risk. He knows you can do it, and so do I.” She was the only one who wasn’t sure. It was a big responsibility for her at her age. Being general manager of one of the most successful hotels in New York at twenty-seven was a major feat. And he had no doubt that she would do it brilliantly.

“Will you help me when I screw up?” she asked, as she leaned against him and he held her close.

“Yes, but you won’t. You’re not going to need a lawyer to help you run it, just the good people you already have.” They had been in business long enough for some of the staff to retire and move on in the past few years, like Ernesta, and now Jennifer, and even her father, although he wasn’t very old, only sixty. She hadn’t expected him to retire for another ten or fifteen years and figured she’d be ready by then. But having young children and a younger wife made him want to enjoy his life and not just work till he dropped. “I’ve been thinking lately, by the way, that we need to make some changes ourselves.” Brad looked serious as he said it, and Heloise looked puzzled. Her father had said that night that when they came back from their year in Europe, he wanted to buy an apartment, and Natalie could decorate it, and they would move out of the hotel. He was going to give Heloise their apartment when they went away. She was ready to move into a bigger space. She had been in the same small suite for years with Brad, and they liked it. It was home to them now. Everything was suddenly changing so fast. She told Brad about her father’s apartment then, and he seemed pleased. Living at the hotel was convenient for both of them, although it meant that she was on call all the time. But he was used to that too. It was her style, and Hugues’s. And maybe Stephanie’s one day too.

“Those aren’t really the changes I had in mind, although it’ll be nice to have more space. I was thinking of something else,” he said quietly, as she looked into his eyes.

“Like what?” She hoped he didn’t want them to move out of the hotel. She would never do that, especially now, even though she knew it was intrusive sometimes living where she worked.

“I think you’ll be much more efficient as a general manager,” he said pensively as though pondering it, “if you have a stable home life.”

“I do,” she said, smiling at him and realizing that he was teasing her. “We’ve been together for seven years. How much more stable can it get?”

“Quite a bit,” he said, laughing, as he held her close. “I think what I mean is a respectable home life. You can’t have an important job like general manager and live with a guy.” He grew serious then and stunned her for the second time that night. “Heloise, will you marry me? I’ve been meaning to ask you that for months. I think this might be the right time.” He took her breath away with the question. She had never worried about marrying him, she knew they would one day. She just didn’t know when. She thought they might do it in their thirties if they wanted kids. They weren’t ready for that yet. She hadn’t even thought about marrying him now.

“Are you serious?” she asked him with a solemn expression, and he nodded with a smile.

“Very much so. And if your father is retiring, I think we should do it before your life becomes completely crazy when you take over from him. Let’s do it soon.” She looked shocked, and then he kissed her, and she lay in his arms and smiled. “You haven’t answered me,” he reminded her with a slightly worried look. Maybe she was going to turn him down.

“I’m enjoying the moment,” she said happily. She had gotten a husband that night, and a hotel. It had been a very big night for her, and she smiled happily at Brad. “Yes. Of course I’ll marry you,” she said, beaming at him, “I never realized till right now how much I wanted you to ask.” He grinned broadly at her then and kissed her again. It had been a perfect night for her. Especially now, with Brad.

Chapter 26

HELOISE AND BRAD picked a date in September. It was a gorgeous sunny afternoon. Natalie was her matron of honor, and her bridesmaids were three of her friends from the Lycee, and Jan. Stephanie was the flower girl, and Julien was the ring bearer, although he kept misplacing the rings, and his mother was holding on to them for him.

Her father was going to give her away, and Miriam and Greg Bones had come, which accounted for an army of paparazzi outside. Everyone who had ever mattered in her life was there, the employees she had worked with, the ones she’d grown up with, Ernesta, Jennifer, and Bruce, the friends she’d had in high school, and even one of her friends from the Ecole Hoteliere. And all of Brad’s family and friends were there too.

Heloise had taken care of all the wedding plans and details herself. And this time Natalie helped her. She had gone with her to shop for the dress and helped her pick out the bridesmaids’ dresses. And Heloise had very definite ideas about how the wedding should look, the flowers, the tables, the decorations in the room. She worked closely with Franco the florist, and had Jan come in to consult with him to get exactly the look Heloise wanted, with garlands and topiary trees, and Jan was making her bouquet of lily of the valley. She and Brad picked the music and the band, and she ordered new table-cloths for the ballroom. Just as Natalie had, and all the brides who had come to the hotel, she wanted her wedding to be perfect for her and Brad.

She had invited her mother and admitted to Natalie that she didn’t know if she’d come, and wasn’t sure she cared. It was too late for them by then. Her mother had let her down too often. But it felt rude not to ask her, and her father said she should, and at least give her a chance to show up for once.

“Do you want her to come?” Natalie had asked her honestly. Heloise thought about it for a long moment, sighed, and then nodded.

“I feel stupid saying it. But I think I do.”

“Don’t feel stupid. No matter how inadequate and disappointing they are, they’re still our mothers. I actually missed my mother on my wedding day, and she probably would have been mean to me if she was there. She always was.” It was a bond that Natalie and Heloise shared, and had been their first, when Natalie told her about her mother, the day before she married Hugues. It had been the end of Heloise’s campaign against her, and they had been close ever since. And Heloise knew that if her mother didn’t come, Natalie would be enough.

And much to her amazement, Miriam had accepted, and said she’d be delighted to come, with Greg, Arielle, and Joey, and she asked for two large suites at the hotel, complimentary of course, since she was the mother of the bride. She asked for the presidential suite, but it was occupied, and Hugues wouldn’t move the important guest in it for her. So they gave her two very nice suites on the ninth floor. And the paparazzi went nuts outside because of Greg.

It had been an insane week, but everything had gotten done, everyone had helped her, especially Jan, Jennifer, and Natalie, and Heloise had worked till the last minute.

And then finally they had the rehearsal dinner and closed the restaurant to do it there, and the big day came faster than Heloise expected. And the next thing she knew, Natalie and her mother were helping her dress. Predictably, Miriam was wearing an almost-see-through sexy white gown, totally oblivious that she wasn’t supposed to wear white to a wedding, and even less if her daughter was the bride. And Heloise’s half-brother and -sister by her mother were there, Arielle and Joey. They were nineteen and twenty, were wearing jeans and sneakers, and had as many tattoos as Greg and her mother, and Stephanie said they were very rude. Joey had even arrived carrying his own beer bottle into the rehearsal dinner, but Heloise didn’t care.