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Rollo owed Sidney something big—like a kidney or something. Inviting Brianna for Christmas was a stroke of genius. He'd never enjoyed New York this much. Usually he got antsy as hell, counting the days until he could get out of the city. Now, he counted the hours until he could steal away to Brianna's hotel room.
During the day, either Sidney showed Brianna her favorite spots, or Brianna wandered the city on her own. Rollo did whatever his mother asked of him. That was the deal. He accompanied her to lunches at Barneys, brunches in Soho, coffees on Fifth Avenue. He chatted with Cornelia or other prospects on his mother's list. Cornelia was nice enough, but the others all blended together. The only thing that kept him going was the knowledge that he'd see Brianna at the end of the day.
