Chapter 23

“Thank you, sir.” He smiled broadly. “The dining room is still open if you’d like a meal.”

“We were counting on it.”

“Go right on in, I’ll have your luggage taken up to your rooms.”

“Thank you.”

The clerk summoned a bellboy, and Tom gave him a coin as well. He knew the boy and the clerk would both give excellent service.

Tom also knew of a place where he could send the clothes they planned to wear for the wedding to be freshened.

Olivia bit her lip. “The…the dress I intended to wear is the one I wore the day you rescued me.”

“From what I recall, that was a very pretty dress, and you looked fetching in it.”

“Thank you.” She blushed and gave him a shy smile, and he was pleased.

No, he was more than pleased.

“Papa? Supper?”

“Yes, George.” He tugged a lock of his son’s hair, offered Olivia his arm, and they entered the hotel’s dining room and were shown to a table. Tom was proud George waited until Olivia was seated before sitting himself.