A Love Confession from Las Vegas

Loxley," the concier

nt of her abdomen. She waited for the hem of her gown to fall naturally into pl

sky-high heels, the attending concierge promp

reassuring smile. "This is your first banquet. But don

to gain experience. Eager to make a good impression, she had ignored her assistant manager's advice and overdid it, choosing a vol

s down," Winn

nt Winnie stepped out of the car, it seemed like she had shifted

mediately, she saw Winnie glance back at the conci

lle train, one in front and two in back. Meanwhile, a public relations assistant stood waiting nearby to gui

ly perfumed with a cool, refreshing mist. Its silver-metal wall

ven in a simple black satin slip gown,

nt spoke up. "A few guests have yet to arrive. Miss Loxley, we've pre

status wasn't high enough to warrant her own lounge, Winnie took

respond but was interr

nni

back st

moment, she had already composed herself. With a bright, poised s

ted throughout the industry, was a

he waved off the PR assistant with a casual gesture. "Take t

t, Wyatt extended his arm,

is gaze flicking to her collarbones and

on. Winnie smiled faintly and slipped her hand arou

choice. That girl who came wi

ally. Despite linking arms with Wyatt, h

he room, quickly recognizing a few familiar faces from the entertainment industry. There weren't many, but the ones present

ose from behind

Wyatt's

to have a type. Looks li

ng to?" someone asked with a

he were willing to make it official, wouldn't

n didn't waver, but her slender brows knit tog

you," Wyatt said, ignoring the murmurs around

se of foreboding rising in h

is Fashion Week. I thought you

ered. Her smile stiffened. "Such an extravagant gift-perha

is tone calm but firm. He repeated slowly, "As my d

" Winnie grasped desp

y debuting spring/summer couture gown, with its source clearly traceable to Wyatt, would be impossible

purpose. That

eyes carried a pitiful softness. "Changing outfits is such a hassl

ter a pause, his voice softened slightly. "Do

ho

d jewelry are already in your lounge. I want you, wearing my dress, t