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After I finished the bathroom, Clara pulled down the cover on the bed to show me how far up the sheets and blanket should be, and how I should do the corners. “The rest of the checklist for the room is pretty self-explanatory. The sheet on the back is how to use the carpet cleaner, if you need it.” She held out her hand. “Give me your phone.”
I did.
She typed into it. “Here’s my number. I’m gonna head off to the other wing, and you can finish up on this one.” She handed me a card key. “Here’s the master. I’m leaving within the hour, though, so if you have any questions, give me a call before then.”
We closed up the room, and she started down the hallway.
“What if I need help after that?” I asked.
She stopped and turned. “Go see the boss and ask him, I guess. I have to get home.”
“Where do I find him?”
“D wing probably. Or he might be in his office behind the front desk.”
She disappeared through the doorway, and I was alone with my new job as hotel housekeeper extraordinaire. This hadn’t been anywhere in my plan, but all I could do was make the best of it for the time being.
When Clara had said the other rooms wouldn’t be like the first, I’d thought she meant they wouldn’t be as bad. Instead, they were worse. Who the hell threw used condoms on the floor instead of a trashcan? Or puked in a trashcan instead of the toilet? And didn’t flush the toilet?
I learned the answer to that last one when I tried to flush it and found out it was clogged with a washcloth. The rubber gloves I’d been given weren’t long enough for the task of fishing it out. Talk about gross. I had to rinse my arms off in the shower.
Clara had been right. These guys were pigs, and discrimination laws be damned, I was all for not allowing them back.
After an hour of this, I wasn’t sure it was actually much better than cleaning out septic tanks. I was on my knees pulling pizza slices from under a bed when Boone’s voice came from behind me.
“I’m gonna leave now,” he said.
I looked up. The man was even more imposing from this angle. “You drove me. How am I supposed to get back?”
He dropped the card on the chair. “Call me, and I’ll pick you up.”
“This would’ve been much easier if you’d let me drive,” I said after he left.Tomorrow.
Two hours later, I was in the middle of scrubbing a toilet when my phone rang. The screen lit up with one of the only contacts I had in the darn thing—Callie.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hi, Angela. It’s Callie. I’ve got lunch set up for tomorrow at The Boathouse at noon. That’s a restaurant downtown. You can’t miss it—you, me, and Pris. You’ll love her.”
“I’m not sure I can make it,” I explained. “I just started a job, and I don’t know my hours yet.”
“Where?”
“The Lakeview Inn.”
“That’s convenient,” she laughed. “Pris will take care of that for you.”
Maybe it was the fumes from the cleaning chemicals, but I wasn’t following her at all. “What does she have to do with anything?”
“She’s Boone’s sister.”
“And?”
“You really don’t know? He owns that hotel.”
My eyes widened. That meant Mr. Rich Businessman was even more successful than I’d thought.
While I cleaned the last two rooms in the wing, all I could think was how rotten my luck had turned. Not only had I run into Boone Benson again after all these years, but I was living in his backyard and now working for him.
