Page 422 of His Virgin Romance Series

SETH

Iwas walking through the resort’s south wing with Ben, going over the construction delays that had been plaguing us for days now.

“What does Larry have to say?” I demanded. “He promised me he’d be out of here before December.”

Ben looked at me calmly. “We’re talking major construction here,” he said. “Mistakes are part and parcel of the work.”

“Not when I’m in charge.”

“You weren’t in charge,” he reminded me.

“I think that’s the problem.”

“Would you like me to set up a meeting with Larry?”

“Yes, first thing tomorrow morning,” I said. “And, casually drops in a few threats. If he doesn’t finish soon, I’m not above going to another construction company.”

Ben smiled wryly. “I’ll let him know.”

“Leave a rundown of all the breakages on my desk,” I said. “I need to factor in how many replacement sets to purchase. All the china we have is imported, and we need to leave room for the import.”

He made a note on his clipboard. “You realize that there are people to handle all these issues. You have fifteen managers under your employ, not including me.”

“I realize that.”

“Do you?” Ben asked, with one raised eyebrow. “Then why do you insist on micro-managing everything?”

“Because it takes a micro-manager to get a resort like this running under quality standards.”

“Fair enough,” he nodded. “But now the resort is up and running…for the most part. Don’t you think it’s time to start delegating? That’s one skill you don’t seem to have.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Are you trying to tell me that you want less time with me?”

One corner of Ben’s mouth turned up in amusement. “I wasn’t trying to say that, but now that you’ve mentioned it, it does sound like my ideal situation.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “If you weren’t so good at your job, I’d fire you immediately.”

He snorted at the backhanded compliment as we walked down the large pillared corridors towards the construction site. It was late evening, and Larry’s construction crew had already cleared out, but I still wanted to see how much more work needed to be done.

As I looked out over the scenic view of the gardens and the large pool that lay in the center of it all, I noticed a woman getting out of the water. She was small made, but she had the appearance of height. She had a stunning body that I couldn’t help taking a second glance towards. With a little shock, I realized a second later that the woman I was admiring was Brie.

She was wearing a tiny, color-blocked bikini in crimson red and a flashy green. Her hair was pasted against her face, and water drops glistened off her milky skin. She walked over to a lounge chair, took a sip of her drink, and then headed back to one corner of the pool. Then she dove in, displaying fantastic form.

“Seth!” Gregory’s voice reached me from the opposite end of the corridor.

I turned away, realizing Ben had probably seen me ogle at Brie. Grateful for the distraction, I greeted Gregory warmly.

“Dinner was fantastic last night,” he said. “We must do it again soon.”

“Definitely,” I nodded.

“Ben,” Gregory nodded at Ben.

“Mr. Winchester,” he replied, without enthusiasm.

“Where are you two headed?”

“Just looking through the construction site,” I said.

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