Chapter 7 : First Offense

Noah stared at me intently the moment our eyes met,

"What do you want now?" I asked.

"There's a group checking in tomorrow, I'm holding you in charge as their guide. Blow it up and you're fired," he ordered before retreating back to his cabin.

He left me hanging by the door, dumb-founded. But what did I expect him to do? Grab me by the waist? I must be delusional.

A group of hotel employees checked-in the next day, I was busily encoding their names when one of them caught my attention,

"Dylan?” I recognized my former supervisor from my last job waiting among the guests.

His eyes beamed the moment he saw me.

"Morgan! What a coincidence!" He approached the counter.

I gave him a warm smile, “What brings you here?” I asked seeing his name isn’t on the list along with the group.

He leaned forward with a charming smile on his face, showing off his right cheek dimple, “I’m on vacation, Morgan. Care to join me?”

If I didn’t know any better, I’d say his flirting with me. But, that’s