Page 423 of His Virgin Romance Series

“Shouldn’t that be finished by now?”

I shot Ben a glare, despite the fact that he had nothing to do with the delay. “It should, but as usual, all I’m getting are excuses.”

“Minor concern,” Gregory said, waving away my worry. “You’ll have this resort in ship shape by Christmas. How has the feedback been so far, Ben?”

“We have zero guest complaints so far,” he said, referencing his magic clipboard.

“And rightly so,” Gregory nodded. “As a guest here myself, I can attest to the quality of the service here. The staff is helpful, the food is amazing, and the resort itself is perfect.”

“Almost perfect,” I said darkly.

Gregory laughed and clapped me on the back. “Chasing perfection is going to leave you seriously dissatisfied,” he told me.

“I’ve been trying to tell him the same thing,” Ben said, just as a beep came in on his phone. I saw his expression turn sour as he checked the message.

“What’s wrong?”

“Apparently, a warning has been issued in the area,” Ben said. “They’re expecting a major thunderstorm in the next couple of days.”

“What?” I said, unable to keep the annoyance from my tone. “Thunderstorms rarely hit this side of the island.”

“Apparently, this is unusual,” Ben said. “Thank you, global warming.”

“Fuck,” I cursed. “Just my luck. We have to make sure the construction is completed by that time. I don’t want ongoing work while we’re trapped inside all day.”

“Don’t worry,” Ben assured me. “I’ll handle it.”

“Come on, how badly can a little thunderstorm affect you?” Gregory asked. “And, I’m not just asking for selfish reasons.”

“It shouldn’t be that bad,” I said. “As long as it passes quickly. But guests will be confined to the resort, and all their expeditions will have to be canceled. I know a few people who aren’t going to be happy about that.”

“That’s not the resort’s fault,” Gregory pointed out. “They’ll have to blame Mother Nature.”

“They’ll blame whoever they please.”

“Just as long as my return remains the same,” he said, giving me a cheeky smile.

I rolled my eyes. “Self-interest rears its ugly head, huh?”

He laughed. “Hey, I gotta look out for myself.”

“You’ve got investments in every major company in New York,” I pointed out. “I think you’ll be fine.”

Ben looked bored by our talk of money, and when his phone rang, he answered enthusiastically. After a few moments, he hung up and turned to me. “There’s an issue with one of the suppliers. I’m going to have to see to this myself.”

“Go ahead,” I said. “I can survey the construction site myself.”

Ben nodded and headed off in the direction of the elevators. The moment he was gone, Gregory looked at me with a teasing expression on his face.

“What?” I asked.

“Are the rumors true?”

“What rumors?” I asked, frowning at him.

“That there’s a beautiful woman at this resort…and you hold a candle for her?”

I hid my surprise underneath disdain and rolled my eyes. “Where did you hear that?”

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