Grand Escape (Grand Love Book 1) by Rachel Blaufeld

Author:Rachel Blaufeld [Blaufeld , Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-06T18:30:00+00:00

Rylan

“Shit,” I growled under my breath, stabbing the button in the elevator.

I’d mumbled the same curse word this morning when I got a text telling me I had to work for Billy, since I’d already had a day off this week. Like a lovesick fool, I’d planned to spend the day with Adam. This was why I didn’t do attachments.

The elevator felt like it was crawling to the basement, where I needed to get some lemons from the kitchen. Every time I worked the beach bar, I ran out of them, so I always picked up a few extra before my shift.

Right now, I needed to cool down. I thought about taking a breather in the gigantic freezer to chill the anger coursing through me.

“Watch out,” a kitchen prep guy called out to me while carrying a sack of potatoes.

“Shoot. Sorry, my bad,” I called back at him.

Shaking my head, I realized I had to knock myself out of this state. I could feel the vein in my neck pulsing.

It’s not like a few guests hadn’t caught my eye over the years, but I typically stuck to the bachelor-party dudes, the ones who wanted fewer strings than I did. And then I went and involved myself with some dick with money and a woman.

“Miles, what’s shaking?” I asked, concentrating on the task at hand.

“Not much, Ry. Got your text,” he said, holding up a bowl of lemons.

“Thanks. I don’t know what it is. I must make a mean lemon drop, because we can’t keep these stocked when I’m on duty.”

Miles winked at me.

He’s cute. So, why haven’t I given him a chance?

Oh, right. Sleeping with someone at work came with different strings. Tony-like strings, and I already had one situation like that.

Taking the lemons, I blew Miles a kiss and quickly escaped the kitchen. Pretty certain someone was going to see through my armor, I didn’t want to get up close and personal with anyone today.

As I stepped back on the elevator to return to the beach-access level, the doors stopped partway while shutting, then opened again. I sighed, rolling my eyes, definitely not in the mood to be chatty. In fact, I was in the mood for a good, long, hard cry.

“Oh, Rylan. I didn’t expect to see you,” Teddi said, stepping into the elevator.

“Hey.”

“I had to come and get a jar of cherries. Can you believe no one restocked the pool bar last night?”

I tried to think who was on pool duty last night. “Oh, it must’ve been Billy. I’m filling in him for him today at the beach. He has a sore throat.”

“Aw, shit. I hope it’s not catchy. These damn tourists bring all the crud here.”

The doors opened on her last word.

“They sure do,” I mumbled. “We should be more selective who we let in,” I said with a double dose of snark.

“Hmm? What do you mean?” Teddi asked as we left the elevator.

“You know, the crap. I mean, the crud. They bring it here.” I tried to slough off my hurt, acting like I was agreeing with her earlier sentiment.

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