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She tugged at her black shirt, straightening it a little, and put her hand up to her hair, trying to push it back into place

Finlay atching her with a else’

Grace shifted a little on the velvet chair What on earth did he want to talk to her about?

His hands ran up and down the outside of the latte glass ‘I’d like you to take on another role within the hotel’

She sat up a bit more Her curiosity was definitely piqued ‘What do you mean?’

He held out his hands around the room ‘You mentioned the lack of Christht Rob Speirs, er, mentioned there’s been a few coht be time to have a rethink’

She tilted her head to the side ‘You wantup the stuff from the basement?’

He shook his head ‘No I don’t want any of the old decorations I want neant you to look around and think of a thee while keeping the upmarket look that I like for the hotel’

Grace’s mouth fell open ‘What?’

He started a little ‘And obviously I’ll pay you A designer fee, plus a company credit card to cover all the costs and delivery of what you choose’

Grace was having trouble believing this He’d pulled the few decorations she’d put up in the penthouse doith his bare hands He’d called them tacky Now, he wanted her to decorate the whole hotel?

She couldn’t help the nervous laugh that sneaked out ‘Finlay, do you knohat date it is?’

He wrinkled his nose ‘The sixteenth? The seventeenth of December? Sorry, I’ve crossed so many time zones lately I can’t keep track’

She shook her head ‘I don’t know for sure, but I’ most of the other hotels decided on their Christo—and ordered all their decorations They’ve had their decorations up since the middle of November’

Finlay shook his head ‘That’s too early Even the first day of December seems too soon’