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“You don’t need a hand?”
“You’ve got work to do.” He nodded toward her feet.
“I don’t mind a change.”
“I bet you don’t. I bet you’d do anything to get out of those shoes. See you in the morning.”
She moved to throw the shoe against the door after he closed it but thought better of it. She’d borrowed Maddy’s shoes when they were teenagers and scuffed one. She hadn’t heard the end of it for months.
Chapter9
Charlotte’s eyesfluttered open as she took in the gilded ceiling and remembered where she was.
“Ridiculous,” she breathed out, then smiled. Laying in the giant bed in the giant room had an effect on her. It was too much, but that didn’t stop her from feeling spoiled and enjoying it. If this job went well, as Maddy thought it would, then she should make the most of this vacation from her normal life.
She couldn’t stand the idea of living in this luxury permanently. At least, she liked to think she couldn’t. Perhaps that was just pride, but she knew for sure she’d never have the opportunity again, and it was nice to know how the other half lived.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she glanced at her closet. She didn’t consider herself a clothes person, but having a closet full of a beautiful wardrobe wasn’t such a bad thing either. There were probably a half dozen silk blouses to choose from in there. The trouble now would not be having nothing to wear; it would be how to choose.
She stood—then sat when her feet protested wildly. Shooting pains ran up the back of her calf. She glared at the red heels that sat against the wall where she’d left them after continuing to practice once Will had left. She was now confident she could twirl in them without falling, but she hoped and prayed Will wouldn’t make her put them on again today.
The phone on the bedside table rang, and she stared at it. At the fourth ring, she reached out, then pulled back, unsure if she should answer. After the sixth ring, she picked it up and flicked her hair behind her shoulder to settle into character.
“Hello, this is Maddison.”
“You answered.”
“Will?”
“I wasn’t sure if you would.”
“Then why did you ring? I’ve got a cell phone. I thought you had the number.”
“I do. But I wanted to see what you’d do if your room number rang.”
“I answered it.”
“Obviously.”
“Should I not have?”
“No. You should leave it.”
She tsked. “If you’d told me that last night, I wouldn’t have answered.”
“You need to think on your feet. Trust your instincts.”
“I trusted them when I answered.”
“So now you know they lead you astray sometimes. Learn which ones to listen to.”
“That makes no sense.”
“You’ll learn. It was the first test.”
“That I failed.”
“Don’t worry, it’s only fifty percent of your grade. You dressed?”
