The soft glow of morning light filtered through the curtains as James stirred awake, his hand blindly reaching for his phone on the nightstand.
The screen lit up in response to his touch, and at the top of the notifications was a fresh email from the Bel-Air Country Club.
Still rubbing sleep from his eyes, he tapped on it.
Subject: Friday Gatherings – Member Access
Inside, two events were listed — both taking place today:
Chef's Table Lunch – Veranda Dining (12:30 PM – 2:00 PM)
Formal Dinner & Wine Pairing Night (6:00 PM – 10:00 PM)
James stared at the screen, blinking slowly before a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.
He collapsed back into the pillows, the phone resting loosely in his hand
Besides the name of the gathering and their time, no other information was given but James was fine with it.
