Paul’s POV

I arrived at the hotel at 7:45 am and checked in. One of the concierges showed me to my suite. Seems Nathan had booked everyone on the club level. The concierge then informed me that breakfast was being served in the club lounge. So, I dropped my bags in my room, changed into a golf shirt and shorts, then headed for something to eat. I was starving. I chuckled to myself. Guess I worked up an appetite.

I walked through the door, and Dante spotted me right away.

“Paul!” he ...