Epilogue
Six months later
I spent many evenings at the Den before I met Bea, but none of them were a Saturday night.
Those were reserved for work.
Now I’m no longer a male escort. I suppose you could say I’m an investor now, though that word is rather boring. My modest fortune was restored when Bea purchased L’Etoile from me, and so I’m free to play with money like the Monopoly game. Though I consider my true profession to be pleasing Bea. That’s something I find far more satisfying.
At first I thought we would focus on the museum, but then I realized another place would hold a far greater intellectual curiosity for her with its ever-changing population, its unique cross section of the city. The Den. It also had a built-in support system. And so we visited a month after I moved into t
