“Find out why she’s here,” I said.
“What?” he asked incredulously.
“Find out why she’s here,” I repeated impatiently.
“How?” Ben de
manded. “Short of walking up to her and asking her myself.”
“I’m sure you can figure out a way,” I said. “You have people.”
“People?” he repeated. “I have people? Who do you think I am? Some mafia boss or something?”
If I weren’t so stressed, I would have cracked a smile. “That would have been helpful to me.”
“Emma’s right,” Ben sighed. “You are a coward.”
I gritted in my teeth in annoyance. “I’m glad to see my sister’s been doing the rounds. I’ll need to have a chat with her.”
“Emma has a point.”
“Emma is a—wait,” I said, realizing that my sister wasn’t known for staying out of other people’s business. “Where is Emma?”
“How the hell am I supposed to know?” Ben demanded. “Contrary to what you might think, I don’t know everything that happens around this resort. She’s probably by the pool or something.”
“She can’t know that Molly is here,” I said, standing up.
Ben rolled his eyes. “Because she’ll rat you out.”
“Of course, she will,” I said. “She’s been fishing around for Molly’s number.”
“Huh, how nice of Molly to accommodate Emma and arrive at the resort.”
“Shit,” I said, walking around my desk. “Shit… if—”
I was interrupted by a loud knock on my door. I froze in place and Ben and I turned around. “Someone sounds mad,” he said, sounding half amused.
“Fuck you,” I shot at him.
“Should I answer the door?” he asked. “Or will you?”
I was about to answer when the door flew open and Molly walked in. She was wearing a soft blue dress that flowed seamlessly over her stunning figure. Her blonde hair was loose, and her blue eyes were on fire. Even in anger, she looked stunning and I took a quick second to admire her beauty.
“Ben,” she said, and her tone was warmer than I had expected. “How are you?”
“Molly,” Ben said, feigning surprise. “This is a surprise.”
“Is it?” she asked. “I’m sure you were aware that I’d arrived at the resort.”
“Not until a few minutes ago,” he replied honestly. “I wish you would have called me.”
“I didn’t want to make a big deal about this,” she said.
“About what exactly?” I asked, stepping into the conversation.
Molly looked around Ben towards me and I saw the fire in her blue eyes again. “Hello, Tristan,” she said, and any warmth that had been present in her tone before now disappeared immediately.
“Molly,” I said, taking a step towards her.