Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 99967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
“We can have those delivered to your room, sir,” Valet One says. “Your name?”
“Blake Blackwell,” I reply and slip him a tip. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Harper echoes as we walk into the lobby. The Lodge is a log mountain retreat theme, with huge, dark logs running along the cathedral ceiling. There’s a taxidermic grizzly standing nearby to greet us. The whole space looks opulent but still feels cozy and welcoming.
I grin at the sight of Connor and Billie, who come over to welcome us. “Thanks for having us,” I reply as my sister gives me a big hug.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Billie says, hugging my girl. Harper smiles shyly, but I can tell that the warm reception has calmed her nerves a little. “Usually, you would check in at the desk, but we took the liberty already so we can give you a tour.”
“Is everyone else already here?” I ask.
“Aye,” Connor says with a nod. “Brooks got here just thirty minutes ago. Once you two are settled, we’ll have dinner.”
Harper and I weren’t able to come up until we were both finished with work, but we’ll be up here now for two nights and three days.
A mini vacation is just what I need with my girl.
“So this is the lobby,” Billie says, gesturing to the space with a huge rock fireplace in the center, then cringes at her husband. “Sorry, I won’t take over this tour.”
“Go ahead, angel,” Connor says with a grin and kisses my sister on the head. “I love the way you tell it.”
“But it’s your hotel,” she reminds her husband.
“Last I checked, we’re married,” he says. “So it’s ours. Tell your brother all about it.”
“I’m feeling nauseous,” I say, giving them both a hard time.
Billie glares at me.
“Okay, so there’s a coffee shop right over there. They also serve breakfast sandwiches and pastries, and during lunchtime, they’ll have grab-and-go selections from Sage and Salt.”
I lift an eyebrow at Billie, and she nods.
Harper does a little dance.
“That’s my new favorite,” Harper tells Billie.
“It’s so good. It’s okay,” Billie assures me. “It’s just business.”
I nod, and we’re led to the far end of the lobby, where the entrance to the restaurant is.
“To the left is the bar area, where guests can order off a pub-style menu,” Billie continues.
“And to the right is the formal dining room,” Connor adds.
“With a killer view of the ski area,” Harper says, gesturing to the floor-to-ceiling windows that give a spectacular view of the mountain and down to the town below. “Wow. This is a huge selling point. Even though I live thirty minutes from here, I’d come up here just to eat for that view.”
Connor grins at my girl. “Aye, I agree. I’m glad you think so because that was the goal.”
We’re shown to the outdoor pool area, where some are already swimming, and when they catch sight of us, they wave.
“Hey, friends!” Millie yells out.
“Hey there,” Harper yells back.
God, she fits in so well.
And then, as Harper takes in more of the crowd, she freezes, and her hand tightens around mine.
“Wait.”
Billie grins at me. Connor shoves his hands in his pockets, giving Harper a chance to take it in.
“Is that Ava and the boys?” Harper’s gaze flies up to mine and shifts to Connor. “You invited them?”
“I wanted to fill the entire resort,” he says, smiling at her. “And they’re your people. I thought it would be fun for you and make you more at ease.”
Harper blinks. “You don’t even know me, and you did this for me?”
“We know you.” Billie tucks her hair behind her ear. “And Ava’s one of the girls now. Plus, your brothers totally get along with everyone. They’re already having a lot of fun.”
“No one even told me!” Harper yells out at them, earning a laugh.
“Surprise, baby sis,” Xander yells back, diving into the deep end of the pool.
“I want to dive,” Birdie yells. Xander pops up and holds his arms up for my niece, and she jumps to him, totally trusting him.
“Thank you,” Harper whispers before letting go of my hand to hug Billie tight. She pulls back and smiles at Connor. “I’d hug you, too, but you’re her man, and I have a man, and that crosses a line for me.”
“I can respect that,” Connor replies. “And you’re welcome. Now, let’s show you to your suite.”
“We get a suite?” Harper asks.
“Everyone does,” Billie says. “The hotel is only suites. Because my man is bougie as hell.”
“I’m not the one wearing Chanel from head to toe, bumble,” Connor reminds her, and Billie just grins.
“No, you’re in Armani. Don’t deny being bougie, billionaire. Okay, you’re on the second floor, and I love this room so much.” Billie unlocks the door, and we follow her inside. I have to admit, I’m impressed.
A balcony overlooks the pool and the woods, along with one ski run. The bed is beautiful, the decor is all about bears, and the finishings are top of the line.