er tray with a tall； frosted glass of lemonade
balanced perfectly on one hand。 The turquoise water of the SoHo House pool sparkled behind him；
casting a tint of blue on his entirely white uniform。
Serena sat up in her deck chair； tying up the straps of her white； barely there Marni bikini so that
she wouldn？t flash him by accident。
That？s one way to tip！
？Thank you。？ She smiled； pushing her white Chanel sunglasses to the top of her head。 This was
the life。
？Please let me know if you desire anything else；？ the waiter offered with a polite little bow
before leaving。
Serena smiled to herself as she leaned back on her pristine white deck chair； taking in the scene
around her。 The entire poolside area was furnished in white； with white lounge chairs； oversize
white umbrellas； and white monogrammed SoHo
House towels。 The stylish guests had taken it upon themselves to match the scenery； clad entirely
in white bikinis； wraps； and linen pants。 The pool was strikingly turquoise against the bright white；
and the tops of Manhattan？s Financial District skyscrapers glittered in the distance。
She sighed； feeling the hot August sun warm every inch of her smooth skin。 This really was the
life。 After their press conference at the Soho House on Tuesday； Ken Mogul had handed Serena
and Thad the jet…black key cards to the penthouse and let them know the room was rented for