“Yes, she sent an email to my official resort address. She and her employees. Well, I guess she’ll be doing interviews like me.”
“She has a lot of restaurant experience, though it’s my impression that she hasn’t exactly had her own before.”
“It’ll be interesting for both of us because I’ve never run a hotel this size before. But I’m feeling confident.”
“Good.”
This felt like more familiar ground. It felt normal.
And hell, that was a good thing.
They pulled onto the driveway that led to the hotel, andhe couldn’t tell if he was more or less tense at the idea of being free of her presence.
“Well,” she said. “Thanks for that… For the afternoon.”
“Yeah,” he said.
She bailed out of the truck almost as soon as he stopped, and closed the door, head down as she moved quickly into the hotel.
And he drove straight back toward the cabin to erase the evidence of what they had done.
Chapter Ten
It had been a week since she and Cody had slept together. In that week, she had set up several interviews for hotel staff, talked to potential guests, met Lane, the chef for the Painted Ridge dining room, and had begun to partner with her on finding wait staff.
She appreciated that Laney was involving her in the process, even though it had to do with running her restaurant.
Mainly because it would allow Marlowe to feel like she knew everybody who was coming into work at the hotel. Eventually, that might not be reasonable.
Work was good because it kept her mind off the great, bright, terrible, confusing, wonderful intensity that was her life right now.
It was the strangest thing.
Because her thoughts were consumed with Aiden, of course. She needed to find a lawyer, and she had contacted the person that Cody had recommended, because Lila had gotten a hold of her with the information, and she was going to pull the trigger soon, and make their marriage dissolution official.
Hopefullypainlessly.
Well, as painlessly as possible.
But she was also consumed with Cody.
With everything that had happened between them, and she hadn’t seen him since, which was weird, because he had been a presence every single day prior to that afternoon.
She felt weirdly rejected, and she shouldn’t.
Because what had happened with Cody had nothing to do with her. Her personally, anyway.
He had a thing for her, physically, and that was it. He had made it very clear that there could never be anything else between them, and she respected that.
She did.
Because she agreed, but that didn’t mean that he needed to be evasive.
She hadn’t told anyone. She hadn’t even told Cara.
Not because she was ashamed…
It wasn’t shame, not really. It was more complicated than that. But the reality was, it was never going to happen again, so there was no point having too many thoughts about it.
