Mitchell laughed. “It’s been a long time, Kristi. Thank you for getting us booked.”
Her eyes seemed to light up when she looked at Mitchell. For a moment I thought she was going to walk right through me to get to him.
“Of course! When Lenny called and said you needed a favor, I was more than happy to accommodate. Especially with our…” She looked right at me as she said, “past friendship.”
“Yeah, I really appreciate it,” Mitchell said. “I forgot how beautiful it was here.”
Her gaze went back to Mitchell. Talk about staring a hole right into him. “Yes…very beautiful.”
My brows pulled in tight. Okay, this girl is openly flirting with him.
“Here are your keys, Mr. Parker,” said the girl at the desk.
Mitchell dropped his arm from around me and reached for the keys.
When he faced Kristi, he laced his hand in mine. “Kristi, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Corina.”
Her eyes widened in shock as she looked between the two of us, and I got a smell of her over-the-top perfume. My goodness, did she bathe in it this morning?
“Girlfriend? Mitchell Parker has a girlfriend?”
With an uncomfortable chuckle, Mitch ran his hand through his hair. “Sure do.”
Kristi tilted her head and made a tsking sound with her tongue. “Well, it’s going to be awkward since you promised to have dinner with me while you’re here.”
Mitchell stiffened next to me. “What?”
“Lanny told me you promised to have dinner with me if I worked some magic to get you into a room. I got you into more than a room. Although, I hadn’t realized you were bringing a…friend…along.”
My mouth dropped open. She did not just go there.
“Well, um, I’m sure we can arrange to have dinner with you one night.”
The air was beginning to drip with not only tension, but the lust-filled waves Kristi was shooting Mitchell’s way.
“The deal was dinner with you. I’m sure your girlfriend really doesn’t want to be bothered hearing us talk about the days you and your college buddies came here to ski…among other things.”
My heart dropped. Oh, no. Please don’t tell me Mitchell and this woman slept together.
“Listen, Kristi, I never made that deal. Lenny said there was a catch. I didn’t know what it was and if you want to have dinner together this evening we can, all three of us.”
Anger washed over Kristi’s face. “Jessica, did we accidentally double-book the Pipestone Cabin?”
Oh, for the love of all that’s good. This girl is playing games!
“Mitchell, I don’t mind if you have dinner with Kristi tonight,” I said. “I’m exhausted and was going to suggest room service.”
Mitchell’s head snapped over to me, making me think he did not want to have dinner with Kristi tonight, or any night.
“No,” he said, anger clearly in his voice. Turning, he set both keys on the counter, took me by the arm and spoke to Kristi.
“I don’t play games, and I sure as fuck am not about to go to dinner with you and leave my girlfriend alone in our room. We’ll find somewhere else to stay.”
We started walking away, and Mitchell motioned for the bellhop to take our things back outside.
“Mitchell Parker, stop being so dramatic. I’m kidding! I’d love for Lorina to join us.”
We stopped walking, and Mitchell looked back at her. “It’s Corina, with a C.”
Kristi tapped her finger against her lips. Her nails were perfectly manicured. “Right. Corina with a C. How about you both meet me in the dining room at eight sharp.”
Her eyes lingered on Mitchell before she turned to me. “It’s casually elegant. More on the elegant side.”
I forced a smile. “Sounds wonderful. Right, Mitchell?”
Knowing Mitchell really didn’t want to go to another hotel, I tried to make nice between the two of them. Lucky for me I’d gone shopping with my mother and bought a dress for a special night out with Mitchell. Looks like tonight was the night I was pulling out the little black dress.
Mitchell was silent as we made our way to the cabin in the Jeep. I didn’t want to push, but there was no way I was having dinner with that woman until I got some information.
“Did you sleep with her?” I asked as he pulled into the cabin’s parking spot.
With a deep sigh, he dropped his head back against the seat. “Yes.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “More than once?”
When his hand raked aggressively through his hair, I had my answer. I felt sick to my stomach.
“We came up here all four years of college.”
I stared out the window at the flowing river. I was already regretting that I had agreed to dinner tonight. I was going to have to sit at a table with a woman who had slept with my boyfriend on more than one occasion. Lord knows how many times.
My morbid curiosity got the better of me.