“Why did I ever want solitude?” Laura cried out in her loft, alone, after countless efforts to contact Alex, Don, and Ricky without success. Once adored by all three of the billionaire bachelors, she was currently being ignored as persona non grata after saying yes to each one’s request to be their girlfriend.
Not one to be defeated, no matter how upset she was at the prospect of losing the guys, she decided to get out and meet people. But where should she go? She couldn’t go to the clubs. Even if she got in to one of the more exclusive ones, she risked seeing Don there flanked by young, nubile women who were old enough to marry but barely the legal age to drink.
She fulfilled the performance contract that Ricky had created for her and the rest of the string quartet at his law firm’s events. Due to the group’s newfound fame, the chamber music concerts were standing room only. This made it impossible for her to see if Ricky was there or not.