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to reply with an
affirmative profession, being in a family of multimillionaires, and
so she is surprised when he says, “I’m in real estate.”
    “Selling properties?”
    “Yeah, buying and selling properties and
stuff. My family owns a real estate agency. We buy houses and
buildings, refurbish them and sell them for a profit. Or else we
rent them.”
    Figures.
    “That sounds interesting.”
    “Not really.” He laughs. “But it’s what keeps
the Walkers going.”
    And they are kept going very nicely, she
thinks.
    “And you run the hotel as well?”
    “We have a manager to run the hotel and the
other hotels we own in Oregon State.”
    “Where do you live? In a hotel?” she
teases.
    “Actually, I do. It’s called the Chatterly,
and I live in a suite pretty much like yours. I like the
convenience and the room service.”
    Yes, she can quite see him living the
bachelor life in a hotel where he can come and go as he
pleases.
    “What about your family?”
    “They live in their own little house on a
hill. It’s just my Dad and my sister, Margarete. My Mom died when I
was in my teens.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    His handsome face clouds for a second.
“Yeah.” Then it passes as soon as it appeared. “The Chatterly is
where we are going now.”
    “Oh?”
    He wants to get me into bed so soon? she
thinks, disappointed.
    “Yes. It has a killer Italian restaurant
called ‘Figo’s’. The best in the state, quite honestly, or maybe
I’m biased. I hired the chef myself from Sardinia. He does the
meanest fish soup I have ever tasted outside of Italy.”
    “Fish soup?” She wrinkles her nose. Being
brought up in the desert, fish is not that appealing to her
tastes.
    “You’ll see what I mean.”
    The rest of the ride is filled with amiable
‘getting to know you’ banter. Shannon is completely at ease. She
has not enjoyed being with a man in such a long time. Maybe it’s
because he’s so handsome and personable and he is flattering you
with so much attention.
    They arrive at the Chatterly, which is
another old-style mansion with multiple branching wings which has
been converted to a boutique hotel. Again, the gardens are
resplendent with lush blooms.
    “It’s beautiful,” she says in wonder.
    “I have an excellent horticulturist. We grow
our own flowers in our own greenhouses.”
    Is there nothing his family doesn’t own?
    He parks the car in a reserved parking lot
amid the other cars in the crowded parking area. Then he comes
around again to open the door for her. He has amazing manners, she
decides. He probably uses them to charm a lot of girls into his
bed.
    He escorts her into the hotel, whose
reception area is crowded tonight with a whole lot of well-dressed
people. The air rings with their chatter and occasional
laughter.
    “We are hosting a wedding party tonight, but
that would be in the ballroom.”
    He steers her into the direction of a
restaurant done in white, green and red colors – the colors of the
Italian flag. A sign in gold lettering says ‘Figo’s’.
    He makes a face. “Tacky, I know, but this is
a small town and sometimes you have to practically beat folks here
over the head to let them know this is an Italian restaurant.
Subtlety just doesn’t do it.”
    Inside, the restaurant is filled with
patrons. The tables are lined with white paper instead of cloth,
and Shannon sees some people scribbling onto the paper with
provided crayons. The low bustle of dining chatter fills the dimly
lighted atmosphere.
    “It’s full,” she notes, disappointed.
    “No worries.” Lucien smiles at the maître ‘d,
who is hastening through a path between the tables to come to him.
“Full house tonight, Gino?”
    “Indeed, Mr. Walker. But there is always a
table for you and your lovely lady friend.” Gino appraises Shannon
as though to say, Good choice . Or he might have been
thinking, Poor girl will be dumped after tonight.
    They follow Gino to the back of the eatery
behind a screen. Here, some