Which weighed on her mind.
Along with Grace, Hunter was aware she was dating Arik. But no one else knew. At least she didn’t think so.
She wasn’t so sure she was ready to make it that public with those who worked for her.
If he weren’t a guest, she wouldn’t care. But being a guest bordered on inappropriate in her eyes, even though no rules were being broken.
Nothing more than her personal lines she’d crossed to even get involved with a guest.
She not only crossed it, but hurdled over it and kept going back for more. And she’d do it again in a heartbeat.
“Something with Arik?” Hunter asked, his grin more humorous than annoyed. She hoped it stayed that way but didn’t think it’d happen.
“On Saturday his mother showed up at The Retreat without his knowledge. She’s a divorce attorney. My money is on the fact she’s got people on her payroll to find out facts others want hidden.”
“She found him here?” Hunter asked, his smile gone along with his humor.
“It wasn’t a hard stretch, considering they knew we were dating. Erin knew my name, found where I worked, made a guess on where Arik was staying.”
“Plausible,” Hunter said.
“I’m not as worked up over that as much as she knocked on his door. Somehow she got his room number.”
“Not good,” Hunter said. “We pride ourselves on the privacy of our guests.”
“I’m fully aware and was just as upset as you are. I’ve questioned the front end staff concerning a leak and they are all denying it.”
“Do you believe them?”
“I do,” she said. “Most have worked here for years. The two newer staff have been off. I don’t see how it could have been them.”
“Are you sure Arik hadn’t told her?”
“No. He didn’t even tell her he was on Amore Island. She found that out through his father. The same with my name.”
She wasn’t so sure why Erin thought Arik would be at her place of business. It was only luck that had them running into each other.
One of those fate things on the island.
Another thing that made her wonder if she was falling for that lore rather than what was really in her heart.
No. She wouldn’t let the doubts creep in.
She knew what she felt.
She knew what they had.
It was real.
“It’s possible she could have seen him here,” Hunter said. “In the lobby and followed him?”
“Slim but plausible,” she said. “My other thought is, he gets a lot of room service.”
Erin would know that about her son. Anyone in the kitchen could have taken the order. He’d give his room number, but his name would still show up.
“Did you talk to Grace?”
“Not yet. She was off yesterday and I haven’t got into the kitchen yet. I don’t want to dump this on her.”
