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me alone I’ll be happy.” He ordered the drinks from the bar. “You can stop referring to yourself as the cleaning woman. I don’t see you that way.”
    “You don’t know anything about me.”
    “I can learn.” He handed her a chilled bottle of water. “We can take these upstairs and get settled before dinner.”
    “You never told me about the sleeping accommodations,” she said. “How will that work?”
    “How would you like that to work?” Spencer smirked at her.
     

Chapter 3
     
    Coda followed Spencer up the impressive staircase and down a long hallway. What must it be like to live in a house like this? How many people lived there at one time? As a hotel it made sense. The place was quaint and unique, but as a house it was grand. Spencer probably didn’t give it a second thought. People like him were used to such places.
    He pulled the card key from the packet he had retrieved from downstairs. He swiped it through an electronic pad and the cherry double doors automatically opened, exposing the foyer of their suite. The vases of fresh-cut roses and tulips surrounding the entryway created a pleasing aroma as soon as they entered.
    “Please.” He motioned for her to go inside. “Our bags should be here by now.”
    Coda stepped onto the hardwood floor and looked around the elaborate suite. The apartment she shared with her mother could fit inside the room. Those shore motels back in Jersey were sorely lacking. This place looked like something out of one of those reality makeover shows.
    Spencer walked into the main area and pulled back the curtains. “Golf course view.”
    “But only one bedroom?” She glanced down the short hall to see a bathroom on one side and bedroom at the end. From the open door, she could see her luggage on the king-sized bed.
    “I apologize for that. I thought I’d be here alone so I reserved the one-room suite leaving the double suites for those who needed them. I tried to change my reservation, but it was too late. I can take the couch.”
    “You don’t have to do that.” How could she make him sleep on the sofa after he’d paid for everything?
    “I don’t?”
    “No.” Realizing what he thought she meant, she quickly added, “I can sleep on the couch.”
    “I don’t think so.” He pulled his laptop from his bag. “You’re my guest. I want you to have the bedroom.”
    “Do you have to work now?”
    He looked as if he had so much on his mind. Did he ever relax?
    “Just for a bit. I need to forward some files before we go down for dinner. Why don’t you unwind? There’s supposed to be a pretty nice sized tub in there. We need to be at dinner in an hour and a half.”
    He set up his computer on the coffee table.
    “Go and get settled. I’ll be done shortly.” His focus was now on the screen in front of him.
    She went into the bedroom and unpacked her clothes. Kendal told her to hang the dresses as soon as they arrived. Tonight was an informal dinner so she didn’t need to wear one of the fancy dresses. She decided on a simple black one with silver strappy heels. Now she realized why the fashion experts said every woman should have a little black dress in their closet. As she placed the silky garment on the bed, she couldn’t help but note how perfect it would be for any occasion. It was spectacular, and she couldn’t wait to wear it.
    On her way to the bathroom she heard Spencer on the phone. He sounded as if he’d snap at any second. Because she hung out in the graphics department at the agency, she knew exactly which client was giving him all of that aggravation. The artists had already submitted a mock-up logo four times, and each time the client came back with a resounding ‘no’. Coda played around with a sketch last week and showed it to a few of the artists. Maybe her idea sparked some inspiration for them. She hoped for Spencer’s sake they nailed this design and soon. She didn’t think he’d be able to relax and enjoy the weekend with all