Page 28 of Easton Island: A Wedding to Remember

“That’s an excellent idea.” Morgan jotted a note on her notepad. “Consider it done. Is there anything else?”

He thought about it. “This is my dream job. I love it so much. Tina is like a second mother. She’s always trying to feed me. Ronni is easy to work for. She lets me know exactly what needs to be done. You’re all great. The best group of people I’ve ever worked for and with.”

“I guess I don’t have to ask what you like most about your job.” Morgan smiled.

“Everything, but mostly you, Ronni, and Tina. I can work at my own pace. No one rushes me. No one is breathing down my neck. The guests are nice. They even tip me when I carry their bags to their room.”

“So…no complaints?”

“No complaints.”

Morgan slid Greg’s review sheet across the desk. “Go ahead and take a look at your performance review. Your raise is listed at the bottom.”

He went over the form. “This is the best performance review I’ve ever gotten. You don’t have to give me a raise, though. I make enough now and have even been able to sock some money away for an emergency fund.”

“You deserve this review and raise. You earned it. Every penny,” she said sincerely.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Greg signed and dated the last page before handing it to her. “I was sweating bullets there for a minute.”

“Your previous employment and past jobs are behind you. It’s only onward and upward from here.” Morgan accompanied him to the door. “By the way, how is it going with Hailey?”

“Good. She’s been over a couple of times for dinner. She likes to bake and has been making me cookies.”

“Are you officially dating, then?” Morgan teased.

“Not yet, but maybe soon.”

“Good for you.”

Greg turned to go. He spun back around and impulsively hugged her. “Thank you for a great review and for the big raise.”

“You’re welcome. The door is always open if you have problems or concerns. If I’m not here, I’m only a phone call or text away.”

“Right. I better get back to work.” Greg strolled down the hallway, whistling under his breath.

The future had never looked brighter for Greg Baker. Morgan knew no matter what life threw her way, Locke Pointe had the best team in place. It was a win-win for everyone.

Chapter 12

“Where are you taking me?” Quinn peered out the car window.

“To pick up…or should I say, pick out one of your housewarming gifts.”

“What is it?”

“Why don’t you try guessing,” Morgan said. “I’ll give you a hint. It’s the gift that keeps on giving.”

“A jelly of the month club subscription,” Quinn laughed.

“No, but close. We’re here.” Morgan turned into the Easton Island Animal Shelter’s parking lot and pulled into an empty spot near the front.

“This is the animal shelter.”

“Yep, where you can adopt a pet.”

---