No Room at the Inn by B. G. Lashbrooks

Author:B. G. Lashbrooks [Lashbrooks, B.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Astraea Press, LLC
Published: 2012-11-01T06:16:38+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

What was she doing now? Why had that been the predominant question in her mind since the moment she realized the man who’d rescued her was none other than her one-time nemesis Owen Patrick Levi?

And why had she remembered his middle name?

Had he left that much of a lasting impression on her? She’d dreaded seeing him again. Yet now that she had, it was nowhere near as bad as she had thought it would be. But she still wasn’t sure she liked him.

He’d done so much to keep the hotel running smoothly, pitching in with a calm, reassuring, and experienced manner that had had her staff looking to him for direction as much as they did to her. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. But shouldn’t her staff have confidence that the people who’d bought the hotel actually knew what they were doing in running a hotel? Owen hadn’t balked at any point of the evening. He’d dealt with backed up plumbing, barfing toddler, two extremely ill-mannered service dogs who hadn’t liked each other, and a befuddled senior citizen searching for the husband they’d learned had died in Vietnam, all without losing that reassuring and capable persona.

He was a strong man who knew what he was doing. Nothing like the arrogant boy who hadn’t known his rear from a hole in the back garden...

A man she couldn’t help but find attractive on so many levels. Crazy. She’d gone crazy.

She gulped in some air, the sound loud enough to have him swinging his head in her direction. “You ok?”

“Yes. Just a hiccup.” She meekly followed him down the hallway the best suite. The only suite in the entire hotel that had two private rooms and two private baths. It could be a whole lot worse. He could have had one of the one hundred and twenty rooms that housed double beds. Then what would she have done?

Insisted on doubling up with her brother and letting Mike the security supervisor double with the hotel owner’s son.

That’s probably what she should have done now. But she was just too tired to fight him.

She told him good night then stumbled into the second half of the suite. Her Lost & Found suitcase was leaning against the far wall. She lifted it, surprised to find it empty. She found the clothes folded neatly and placed in the dresser. Martha. Of course the older woman would go the extra mile.

The blankets had been pulled back, and a note rested on the pillow. She immediately recognized Martha’s distinctive scrawl. Kiddo, take this opportunity to enjoy the yummy gift the good Lord saw fit to provide you. If I were thirty years younger, I would! Love, Martha.

She had no difficulty imagining Martha cackling as she penned the note. Despite the words, though, Greta was not going to be that crazy. Owen was only here for a little while. Once he was gone, how often could she realistically expect to see him again?

The last owner of the hotel had visited one time three years ago.

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