No, I needed to get down to business.
“Actually…” I hesitated as I twisted my hands together nervously. “I was wondering if you needed help. Hattie over at the inn said you might be hiring.”
Dot’s eyes flicked down to my fidgeting hands, then to the napkin I’d managed to crumple in under thirty seconds. She gave a single, decisive nod. “All right, darlin’. Let’s give it a try.”
Relief hit me so fast my knees nearly buckled.
She hooked a finger toward the hallway behind the counter. “Come on, sweet pea. Aprons are back here. Follow me.”
I slid off the stool and hurried after her, the diner noise dulling as we slipped into the narrow hall. Halfway down, I noticed an office door standing open.
And him.
Sterling sat behind a battered desk with his sleeves rolled up. There were papers sp
