“Hi, Will,” I said as I slid out.
Once we stepped inside the hotel, I was mobbed by staff members.
“So glad you’re okay, Tessa.”
“God, Tessa, when we heard what happened?—”
Ro gave me a smile, then headed toward the staff offices.
“I’m totally fine,” I told everyone. “Now, back to work.”
I strode across the lobby, waving at the reception staff. They all smiled and waved back. Even Coral gave me a look-over and a brisk nod.
It was weird to be back at work. Yesterday, I’d been in Denver, being spoiled at the Langston Denver. Now, I was back at Windward and finally back at work.
“Boss.”
I jolted. “Enzo, I’m putting a GPS tracker on you.”
He smiled, but I saw concern in his dark eyes.
“I’m okay.” I held my arms out. “Perfectly healthy.”
“I saw you that night.”
I touched his arm. “I’m okay, I promise.”
He nodded. “You’ve gotten close with Langston.”
I eyed him. If he meant I was letting Langston do wicked things to me, his phrasing was more polite.
He held up a hand. “It’s not my business, but I consider us friends, and I’m just…worried about you.”
“Worried I’ll lose my head and want to convince a billionaire to put a rock on my finger. And have a huge wedding and take me on exotic vacations all around the world.”
His lips quirked. “No. I’m worried you’ll be you and care too much.”
My heart did a weird squeeze. “I’m a big girl, Enzo.”
“Okay, I’ll butt out. I’m glad you’re all right.”
“Thanks.” I glanced around, watching a toddler escape his father and make a mad dash across the lobby. “Anything happen while I was away that I need to know about?”
Enzo shook his head. “Whoever thisstronzois who hurt you, he’s been lying low.”
I made a mental note to look up that word. I’d heard Enzo curse in Italian a few times, and he had an interesting vocabulary. “Good.” I hoped it was good. I wanted whoever was responsible for all the incidents caught and stopped, but I’d take no one else getting hurt.
I did my rounds, catching up with everyone and reassuring everyone that I was one hundred percent fine. I got a few cheeky smiles and curious, less-than-subtle questions about Ro.
When you were carried through the hotel lobby by a shirtless billionaire and you were only wearing his shirt, people noticed.
I knew people gossiped, especially in a small town and especially in a hotel. I knew that. But the people here also knew me. Besides, the interest would die down. Especially once he left.
Now my chest hurt a little.
I knew the Maldives deal was done. He’d go eventually.
Don’t catch feelings, Tessa. Don’t be that stupid. I’d just assured Enzo I wouldn’t. I was going to enjoy every minute with Ro until he left.
