“So…the situation isn’t good.” Porter leaned back in his chair, wishing the spreadsheet in front of him told a different story. “Once we finish building Athena’s new kitchen facility out at the inn, all we’ve got on the docket are a couple of residential new construction projects and an assortment of renovations. The bottom line is, without the resort project, there isn’t enough on the schedule to get us through to spring.”
Mia dropped her head in a slow thump against the wall. “s**t. That is…not what I was counting on.” She grimaced. “I guess it’s awful that I was hoping he was just being a sexist pig and wouldn’t deal directly with me.”
“A job from a sexist pig is still a job. Principles don’t get the bills paid.” Which was the only reason he’d gone out for the job in the first place.
