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I wouldn’t call Ian a nerd so much as I’d call Dylan a player, but I didn’t want to argue either point at the moment. “Can we get back to the subject at hand?”
“What, your obvious desire to bone Young’s sister?” Dylan said.
I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a big brother glare. “Whether or not to hire Faith. We need to vote.”
“I don’t trust you not to be mixing business with pleasure. My vote is a no.”
“I vote yes if she is willing to work out of the office at the distillery,” Malcolm said.
“I’m with Malcolm. I think it would be helpful for her to see the operation day to day,” Ian said. “And that way you can’t lay your grubby hands all over her and land us in a sticky situation. So yes, if she relocates to Kentucky.”
I eyed the three of them. No one looked like they could be swayed at all. “I vote yes to Faith working here in Nashville.” I felt uncomfortable with the idea of her being hidden away in Kentucky. Her event launch ideas were better implemented in Nashville.
“Of course you do,” Dylan said. “So we don’t have a majority. Hung jury, I’m declaring a mistrial. No hire. What’s next on our agenda for today?”
“Wait a minute.” I knew he was right, I just wasn’t sure what the hell I was supposed to tell Cash. Or Faith for that matter. I knew she really wanted the job if that hug had been any indication. “No one is changing their mind?”
“Not a chance in hell,” Dylan said.
“No, sorry, bro,” Malcolm said.
Ian shook his head.
I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t expect them to compromise any more than they already had. “Fine. Then I’m changing my vote. She can have the position in Kentucky. Done. Who wants to give her the good news?”
“How about you give her the good news?” Dylan said. “And why don’t you schedule a trip to the distillery to conduct her orientation yourself? The personal touch.” He smirked. “I’m sure she’ll appreciate that.”
I couldn’t get a read on Dylan’s feelings about Faith, or more accurately about me with Faith. There was something he wasn’t saying. But I didn’t give a shit. I had succeeded in securing Faith a job, with the added bonus of not having to suffer through the agonizing temptation of having her in my space day in and day out.
“I think Malcolm should let her know,” I said.
“I one hundred percent agree,” Malcolm said. “And Dylan is right. The three of you should go up to Kentucky this week and show her around the distillery. She can work remotely from here for the next two weeks until she can find a place to live up there, but a couple of days on site would be really helpful.”
Everything Malcolm was saying made sense. I had mixed feelings though and I didn’t know why.
Lie.
I knew exactly why.
I didn’t want Faith to be a couple of hours drive north. I wanted her in my backyard. Well. Technically, I wanted her in my bed, but close by. Able to be in my bed quickly. Not a trek up the damn expressway.
“I have to go too?” Dylan asked. He looked beyond annoyed at the prospect.
“Yes, obviously. The three of you will be working together the most.”
Ian was a chemist, with a master’s degree, and he actually lived down the road from the distillery because he was in the lab almost every day. He came down to Nashville once every couple of weeks.
“You two have to share a hotel room up there. It’s not in the budget for three rooms. Frankly, it’s not in the budget for any rooms.”
Dylan frowned. “I live with MacKay. Now I have to share a cheap ass motel room with him?”
I wasn’t thrilled about it either. I didn’t want him breathing down my neck if something happened between me and Faith.
Not that it would.
Because I wasn’t going to (supposed to) touch her. But. Just in case I lost all control or she begged me for dick, I didn’t want to be sharing a double room with Dylan. It’s called thinking ahead.
“You can stay with Ian,” I told Dylan.
