Chapter 11
Ryan ignored the panicked expression on Charlotte’s face as he checked in.
He’d figure something out. It wasn’t like Jameson not to say anything about his girlfriend coming in. In fact, he didn’t even know that Jameson had a girlfriend.
Nonetheless, it seemed he’d be sharing his room with this gorgeous girl he’d met just this morning.
Maybe he could sleep in the lobby. There were several comfy looking couches down here. He’d come back down and check with Nate after he got Charlotte settled in.
They went up the wide staircase and found their room. Charlotte bit on a fingernail as he unlocked the door with the large old fashioned key. He set their luggage down and checked out the room.
It was large enough for two people. But, still small for two strangers. Especially one who was visibly nervous about the whole thing.
“You go ahead and get settled in. I’m going to check with Jameson to see what’s going on.”
She nodded. Attempted a smile.
Ryan left her there and sent Jameson a text to get his room number.
This was going to be a long weekend.
In all fairness, he knew very little about Charlotte’s personal life. She could have a boyfriend or could even be married for all he knew. Just because she didn’t have a ring on her finger, didn’t mean she was available.
Besides, she worked for Noah.
Temporarily.
He groaned. His thoughts were not going down a good path. The only thing he knew about her was that he liked her.
He knocked on Jameson’s door and stepped inside when he opened it.
“What’s going on?” Jameson asked.
“Charlotte didn’t book a room for herself – last minute thing and all.”
Jameson shrugged. “Makes sense. She has family around here.”
“How do you.” Ryan shook his head. “Nevermind. Anyway, the lodge is completely booked. So right now she’s in my room.”
“Well, that’s fortuitous.”
“Get your mind out of the gutter. The girl works for Noah.”
Jameson reluctantly agreed.
“Since when do you have a girlfriend?”
Jameson smiled sheepishly. “She’s a girl I know who lives in Denver.”
“Are you serious? You’re having a hook up while Charlotte is forced to share a room with me?”
“It’s not like it’s a hardship, is it?”
Ryan ran a hand through his hair. “It’s not a hardship, except that we’re practically strangers.” He paced to the window. “I need to let Noah know.”
“Noah doesn’t care.”
“This has sexual harassment written all over it.”
“So you’re gonna rat me out in the process. You know that, right?”
“I thought you said Noah wouldn’t care.”
Jameson threw up his hands. “All right. Call Noah. It’s probably better to cover your ass.”
Was it? And what other choice did he and Charlotte have, but to share a room?
Unsure now, he dialed Noah’s number. It went straight to voicemail. “He must be in the air.”
“I’m serious, man,” Jameson said. “I don’t think you need to worry so much. Just talk to Charlotte.”
“You’re right.”
“But whatever you do, don’t make any moves on her.”