It had taken nine months to pull it together, and Bryan lovingly compared it to birthing a baby. Once the Last Call Bar and Grille had sold, Dix had come up with the other half of the capital, and they’d found the perfect building in a bright, downtown location. Kayla had convinced the chef at La Maison to come work for them and continue training her. He was so much in love with her, he’d have done anything she asked. But what he’d admitted to was excitement at the new opportunity. Sami had assumed the role of assistant manager under her father, who eventually hoped to retire and leave the place to his kids. Adam had taken to bartending with great aplomb, and they all agreed he was perfect for the job. “Thank you, everyone.” Bryan raised his glass of champagne in a toast. His family and close friends who surrounded him did the same. “You all know, this past year has been one of ups and downs for us. There were some awful low points, but also some very bright spots.”
