WOMAN
ON TOP
McQueen Was My Valley 2
KAREN MERCURY
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Bird in Hand, Utah
Brooke had seen this man walking back
and forth past her desk for four days now.
The most he’d done was nod at her,
acknowledging her existence, that she sat behind a desk. Sat there day in, day
out, doing nothing more than point to the complimentary lemonade, strawberries,
and apples. Oh, sure, once in awhile there would be a newbie guest and Brooke
would be required to actually get up and give them a tour of the mineral pool, whirlpool,
dry sauna, wet sauna. This was the highlight of Brooke’s day, pointing at the
thermostat, showing people where to hang their white terry robes. Sometimes
old-timers would want to go sit on their noodles in the outdoor shiatsu pool,
and she’d have to explain that it was too snowy and therefore dangerous out
there. The outdoor area of the Triple Play Lodge was closed in January.
Of course, Brooke kept her e-book reader
on a pull-out tray under the desk and read books between greeting guests. This
was how the real highlight of her
days became the redheaded man who passed by her desk a few times every day. With
an exquisitely rounded ass and wide shoulders, he carried himself stiffly,
erect as though alert for enemies. His peridot-green eyes reflected light from the
skylights above, giving the impression of steely intelligence, a gritty
courage.
