off yet.” She said goodbye, thinking of a dozen things she
wanted to ask her best friend, and at least one thing she wanted to tell her,
namely about a handsome stranger with the most amazing blue eyes.
Hardin. She smiled just thinking of him.
She scrolled down through her phone, finding his entry. Hardin Kaczmarek. Under
‘notes’, he had entered ‘Call me. I think you’re hot.’
She laughed in glee. Take that, Derek
Morton. Another man thought she was hot! And not just any man, a very handsome,
exciting man. A carpenter by trade, a cyclist by choice. It made for an
extremely fine, fit physique. Derek may have accused her of having ice in her
veins when they stepped into the bedroom, but that hadn’t been ice surging
through her during the flight. Her blood had been plenty warm while talking to
the handsome stranger, leading her to believe the problem may have been Derek,
not her.
She and the computer analyst had dated
on and off for several months. About four months ago, they had agreed to make
it exclusive, but last week, he announced he had met someone new and no longer
wanted to see her. While she had hardly been heart-broken, the cold dismissal
had wounded her pride, more than her feelings, especially when he had gone to
great lengths to detail exactly what he found lacking in their relationship. He
was particularly brutal in his assessment, pointing out her faults with perverted
savor.
Just days later, she lost her job. Her
boss had cited much the same reasons. They were looking for someone with
fresher, newer ideas. Someone exciting. Someone glamorous. He didn’t say it in
so many words, but one look at her replacement explained exactly what they were
looking for: someone tall, buxom and blond, with a gushing smile and a bubbly
brain.
Hardin Kaczmarek was exactly what her
bruised ego needed. She wasn’t looking for a romance, but a little innocent
flirtation certainly wouldn’t hurt. Even if it went beyond innocent, a little
fling might be just the thing she needed to regain her confidence and get her
back into the real world.
She started to call him, then decided
better of it. It was getting late, and she was hungry. She still needed to move
her car, and she might as well do that while she was out finding a restaurant.
Tomorrow she would find a grocery store and stock the kitchen, but right now,
her top priority was finding a place to eat. Maybe she would text him over her
meal…
As Makenna approached the front desk,
the woman asked with a pleasant smile, “May I help you?”
“I hope so. I’m starving, and I hoped
you might have a suggestion on where to eat.”
“We have tons of choices. What kind of
food are you looking for?”
As the receptionist made suggestions,
Makenna heard someone call her name. She turned around, amazed to see Hardin
Kaczmarek standing behind her.
“Kenzie! Are you kidding me? We’re
booked in the same hotel?”
Delighted with the happy co-incidence,
Makenna thought her luck just might be changing. “Apparently so,” she said with
a pleased smile. “Are you just checking in?”
“Yes. There was a mix-up at the car
rental agency. I need something to carry my bike, and they tried giving me a
tiny compact with no bike rack.” He pulled a face. “Have you eaten yet?”
“No, that was what I was doing, asking
for suggestions.”
“If you’d care for company, give me time
to check in and I’ll join you.”
“Sounds great.” She hoped her smile
didn’t look as giddy as it felt. “I’ll check out those brochures while I wait.”
Makenna wandered over to the display of
area brochures and selected a half dozen or so that caught her eye. There were
ample attractions and activities to do in the region, many of which would be
helpful in completing Kenzie’s assignment. While she waited on Hardin, she
found a chair to sit in so she could peruse the colorful flyers.
“Sorry it took so long,” he said as he
returned, jogging down the stairs that
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