A Wifey for the Bad Boy(50)
“A date.”
“More like the ultimate full-day date. I’ve wanted to spoil you for a long time. Now I can.”
He drove through town and took the highway to the city. I wondered what he had planned, but I didn’t question him. I trusted Evan more than I trusted anyone in my life.
“So, what do you plan to do now that you’re back home?”
I hadn’t told anyone about my plans. The plans I had before I left Wes. “I was thinking about taking some classes. I want to take accounting classes. I’ve always been really good with numbers, and I could make good living without having to work for anyone if I choose not to. I think being my own boss would be ideal. I also like the idea of traveling, getting to see the world. I love Lewiston, but I’ve spent the majority of my life here. I’d like to experience other places in the world.”
“That’s a good plan. How long have you been thinking about it?”
“For a while now. Wes and I both worked all the time; we never really saw each other. I thought if I started classes it would keep me busy since I only worked part-time, plus we might have something to talk about.”
“You should do it for you.”
“Oh, I am. I was going to go enroll in town. The community college has what I need to get started. I just don’t know if living with my dad is what I want. I know he’ll help me get on my feet, but I don’t want to hear the ‘I told you so’, that I know is coming.”
“He won’t do it to be mean. Your dad cares about you; sometimes he just isn’t good at expressing it.”
“I know. It’s just tough. I’m already beating myself up over this. I feel dumb enough, and when Dad tries to help it only turns into him making me feel worse.”
“We aren’t always good at understanding women. You may be his daughter, but you’re female, which instantly makes you a challenge.”
I laughed. “I see. Well, men are no different. I mean look at my situation. Why would Wes ask me to move in only to sleep with our other friend? It doesn’t make sense.”
“He’s just a young guy who doesn’t know how to keep it in his pants. We’ve all been there. Hell, I was there at one point in my life.”
“But you would never do that now.”
“No, but I’ve learned my lesson. He hasn’t yet. It’s no excuse, but one day he’ll regret it.”
“Maybe.”
Evan pulled into the parking lot. I had been so engrossed in our conversation that I hadn’t even realized where we were. It was an old time cottage that had baby blue shutters. The house itself was a cream color and there were rose bushes along the side. “What’s here?”
“It’s a bed and breakfast. There is also a spa. It’s bigger than it looks. I thought you could use some relaxing.”
My eyes teared up. “That’s so sweet. But I didn’t see you call.”
“I don’t have to.”
“Why not?”
“It’s mine, so I’m pretty sure my status as boss overrules anything. Plus, I knew there were openings.”
It had to have been the sweetest gesture. And I had no idea he owned a bed and breakfast. I smiled thinking about the spa. I could use a good bit of pampering. The tension in my shoulders instantly released.
Chapter 3
I followed Evan into the small place, and he was right. Once you stepped inside it was like a giant oasis. Looks can definitely be deceiving.
He went to the desk and the girl smiled. “Mr. Travers, we weren’t expecting you.”
“I know, Nina, but I need the full package for Zoe. She’s just gone through something quite unpleasant and could use some pampering.”
“Okay sir, shall I set her up with the ultimate?”
“Perfect, and make that two.”
The woman’s smile fell for a few seconds before she perked back up trying to mask her surprise. “So you’ll be joining her?”
“Yes, Nina.”
I blushed, but the woman seemed way too surprised he’d be with me. Instead of cowering, I held my head up and glared right back. She made sure Evan didn’t notice of course.
Women were ridiculous, and I had no time for their pettiness. Apparently, Nina had a thing for her boss. But when I looked at Evan he wasn’t looking at her. He was looking at me. I shrugged and smiled.
He grasped my hand and laced our fingers and led me to a wide hallway.
“Where are we going?”
“To the spa area. There’s a large waiting area that serves light snacks and wine.”
I followed next to Evan, feeling nervous. He was really going to pamper me. When we walked into the room, I stepped onto plush white carpet. The room smelled like lavender and the tension left my body. “It’s so pretty in here.”