Chapter 267

"And she has been dealing with guests?"

"Yes," Dylan croaked. "Well, she’s been closely supervised, of course."

"She has been bringing up details for paying guests."

‘Er, yes…’ Dylan nodded. "But, as I said, only with supervision." which wasn’t strictly true—Dylan had been out for more smoke breaks than Brianna could count. Still, she was hardly going to tell Elmo that.

"If she is good enough for my guests," Elmo responded, with the martyrdom only the truly pompous could muster, "then she is good enough for me."

If he called her again, Brianna decided, then she’d jolly well give him a piece of her mind.

As his black eyes fell on her, Brianna recanted.

Well, maybe she wouldn’t actually say anything. Still, she could think it—divine he might be to look at, but he was a loathsome, arrogant, chauvinist brute. Blushing with a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment, she furiously backspaced as she spectacularly mistyped. After an exceedingly long moment, Raymond Phillip’s details finally fl