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John showed him back to Colter’s office and told him to have a seat. He offered to call “his boss” and Hugh was grateful for that. He had a few apartments to look at and if this interview went well, he’d need to rent one of them soon. The bar looked about finished and he’d want to help with the final touches. Hugh had a feeling that was why he was called into an interview while the place was still a construction site.
“I’m so sorry that I’m late,” a big guy wearing sunglasses said. He walked into the office and sat down behind the desk in the corner of the room. “Oh, where are my manners?” he asked. He stood and offered Hugh his hand. “I’m Colter Williams, the owner.”
“Good to meet you, Colter,” he said, shaking his hand. “I’m Hugh Davis—hopefully your new bar manager.” The big guy smiled at him and Hugh didn’t miss how blue the guy’s eyes were when he took off his sunglasses or the adorable dimples that he had in each cheek.
“You okay, Hugh?” Colter asked.
“I am,” he said, trying to clear his mind of how much he’d like to lick his possible new boss’ dimples. “I guess I’m just a bit distracted after the long ride to town this morning.”
“You don’t live in town?” Colter asked.
“Not yet,” Hugh admitted. “I live about three hours from here, but I’m looking at apartments after our meeting—if everything goes well.”
“I’d say that we’re off to a good start,” Colter said, sitting back in his leather chair. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the guy. He was sexy as hell and Hugh was picking up some pretty strong vibes off Colter that he was gay. He needed to keep his head in the game and ace the interview first. Then, he’d ask the guy a few questions that would confirm his suspicions.
“How can you tell?” Hugh asked, “I mean all I’ve told you so far is my name and that I’m in the market for an apartment if I get this job.”
Colter barked out his laugh and nodded, “You’re a bit of a smart ass, Hugh, and I like that. I’ve also looked over your references and experience. You’ve done a lot of work in the industry, managing bars. Why do you want to work here?”
Hugh sat up in his seat and nodded. They were finally getting to the bullshitting part of the program. This was where he’d tell Colter how much he loved working in the bar industry. He’d tell him that it was his passion to help bar owners get their businesses up and running. But before he had a chance to do any of that, Colter held up his hand.
“Don’t feed me any bullshit,” he insisted. How he knew that Hugh was about to feed him some bullshit line was a mystery. “I understand that interviews are about selling yourself and your skills, but I want an honest answer. Why do you want to be in this town and work here?” Colter asked.
“Okay,” Hugh breathed, “I’m feeling kind of lost these days. My boyfriend and I broke up a few months ago and I’ve been drifting, you know?”
“I do know,” Colter said, “my grandfather died a couple of months ago and I knew I couldn’t stay in the house I had grown up in. He raised me and staying in that town felt like a step backward. So, I packed up some of my stuff and hit the road. This was the first place I stopped and when I found this building, I knew it had to be where I built my bar.”
“Ah, so I’m assuming that this place is named after your grandfather then,” Hugh guessed. He thought the name to be old fashioned and now he knew why.
“Yep,” Colter said, “his name was Abner, and I thought that he’d get a kick out of me naming a bar after him. After all, it was the money that he left me that allowed me to do all this.”
“You are very lucky to have a grandfather who loved you so much, Colter,” he said. “I never knew my family. I grew up in foster care, and while I never really minded much, sometimes I miss the family that I never knew.” He shrugged, “It’s hard to explain.”
“No,” Colter said, “my parents were killed in a car accident when I was seven, and while I loved my grandpa, I still missed them.” Hugh nodded, noticing the same sadness that he often felt reflected in Colter’s eyes. “How would you like the job, Hugh?” Colter asked.
“I think that I’d like it here,” Hugh said, “thank you.” He stood and shook Colter’s hand and turned to leave. “Oh, when do you need me to start?” he asked.
“How about Monday?” Colter said.
“That works,” Hugh agreed. That would give him the weekend to find an apartment and move his meager belongings in. He didn’t have much, so it would be an easy move. “Are the people in town nice?” he asked.
“Nice?” Colter questioned.
“Yeah, you know, would they accept a man like me?” Hugh asked.
“Oh, you mean will they accept you being gay?” Colter asked, picking up on his meaning. He nodded and Colter laughed. “Well, I hope like hell that they do, because if not, I’m not going to have very much business. I’m gay too, Hugh,” he said. Hugh turned around to look at Colter. His Spidey senses were still working, and Hugh liked the fact that his new boss played on his team—not that he’d ever pursue Colter. The one thing that Hugh had learned from his last failed relationship was not to mix business and pleasure.
“Good to know,” Hugh said, turning to leave again. “See you on Monday, boss,” he called back over his shoulder.
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