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“The career perks of banging a Botsford, I suppose.”
I furrow my brow. “I trained Marla myself,” I say, hitting the words hard. “She earned her position.”
Ian holds up his hands. “I’m only kidding, Oli,” he says, chuckling. “I’m sure she’s a wonderful hire. I didn’t mean to suggest otherwise.”
You know, I’m seeing now why Paige hates this guy.
He’s kind of a dick.
“Anyway, you’ve convinced me,” Ian says, sitting forward. “I’d be more than happy to enter the Chicago Plaza into the program.”
“Thank you,” I say. “Graham will be glad to hear it.”
“And whatever makes Graham happy is fine by me! Have your girl give me the paperwork and I’ll send it right in to HR.”
“I will.”
Ian smirks at the door. “Speak of the temptress,” he says.
I twist around as someone knocks on the open doorframe.
Paige sticks her head in politely and smiles. “Sorry to interrupt, sir,” she says to me, “but our flight leaves in an hour.”
I nod, overcoming the instant jitter in my gut at the word flight. “We’re just finishing up here,” I say as I fish my room keycard out of my back pocket and hold it out to her. “Get us checked out, will you?”
She keeps a permanent business-friendly I-saw-you-naked-this-morning smile as she steps forward and takes it from me. “I’ll get your bags packed up right away.”
“They’re already packed,” I say. “Just need to be brought down.”
“Oh. Okay,” she says, totally not thinking about my penis. “Then, I’ll meet you in the lobby when you’re ready to go.”
“All right. Thank you, Paige.”
She looks at Ian. “We’ll see you again in Vegas in a few weeks,” she says to him.
“Looking forward to it, Ms. Landon. By the way—” Ian says, making her pause. “I looked into that issue in the gift shop you reported this morning.”
Paige stands tall in the doorway, piqued with interest.
“Already solved,” he says with a wide smirk. “Turns out, the new girl’s dyslexic and got a little… mixed up. No harm done. I’ve already sent the adjusted amounts to corporate.”
She nods. “That’s good to hear. I’ll update my report. Thank you.”
Ian winks at her.
As Paige turns again, her eyes drop to mine and that polite smile of hers dips ever so slightly with a hidden I told you so. Ian magically found the solution before we even left the grounds, just as she predicted he would.
Maybe there is something going on in Chicago that we don’t know about.
Paige retreats quickly, but not quick enough to stop Ian from getting a good, long look at her ass as she goes.
I furrow my brow with annoyance.
Quit gawking at her like that, you piece of shit.
Once she’s gone, Ian looks at me with the same devious smirk as always. “You dog,” he says.
“What?” I ask.
