style="font-size:15px;"> “At least she gets it.”
“That doesn’t really help,” Nick said with a little edge.
“I know.” Gabe paused. “Do you love this woman?”
“Yes.” Nick’s answer was calm, immediate, without question.
“Then go after her.” Relationships had always seemed simple to Gabe. You were interested in a woman, you asked her out. If it worked, you kept at it until it no longer did. Eventually, you found a keeper.
Unless the one you were interested in was completely off-limits. Gabe shook his head. “Talk to her, change her mind.”
“It’s not that easy, charm boy. I can’t push her into living with a firefighter any more than she would push me into quitting. She’s got to come to it on her own. If she ever does.”
“While you just sit and wait?”
“While I just sit and wait.”
“You’re not exactly a waiting type.”
“You’ve noticed?”
Because he knew arguments would be futile, Gabe didn’t bother. “That sucks, man.”
Nick sighed. “Yeah, it does. What about you—are you stuck with this situation?”
“Unless I want to get another job.”
“Do you want another job?”
“I don’t know. I love this place. If I left, I’d feel like I’d let down the old owner and the staff. And the hotel itself.”
“You ever going to stop trying to take care of everyone?”
“You ever going to stop risking your neck trying to save people?” Gabe asked by way of answer.
“At least I get paid for it.”
“I do, too, most of the time.”
“So what are you going to do about your goddess?”
“I don’t know. Try to do my job. Try to keep her from doing too much damage.” Try to erase Saturday from his memory.
“Show her what matters to you about the hotel. Maybe it’ll become important to her, too.”
What he loved about the hotel was the romance, the history of it. The way he’d felt on the dance floor with Hadley in his arms. The hotel belonged to lovers. If he could make her feel that, really feel it all the way through, maybe they had a chance. “I’ll give it a try,” he said thoughtfully. “Hey, Nick?”
“Yeah?”
“Why don’t you come up and ski next time you’re off? Beat the hell out of yourself on the mountain. It might not make things better, but it’ll sure as hell be a distraction.”
“Maybe I will,” Nick said. “Maybe I will.”
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