I didn’t like the fact that I was wearing the same suit I’d worn yesterday, but no one knew that except Roy, and he didn’t seem to care one bit. Why should I?

“Mr. Wolfe, Ms. Waters.” A tall and slightly masculine woman greeted us. “I’m Toni Franks, the hotel manager. We’re so pleased to have you as guests here. We’ve got a conference room set up for your meeting in an hour. In the meantime, the bellhops can get you settled in your suite.

Suite? What?

I must have looked surprised, because Roy said, “It’s a two-bedroom suite, Charlie.”

I jerked for a split second. He almost never called me Charlie. Usually silver, or if not that, honey or baby.

I’d have my own bedroom. In a suite.

A fucking suite!

I tried to contain my exuberance as the bellhop gathered our belongings and we walked into the hotel.

The suite was the ultimate in luxury. I’d thought the private jet was luxurious, but this…

Impeccably decorated with a modern flare, the suite boasted a full kitchen, a living area, a bar, and then closed doors which I assumed led to the bedrooms.

“Right this way, sir, to the master suite,” the bellhop said to Roy.

“The master is for the lady,” he said.

“Oh, I—”

“No argument, Ms. Waters,” he said, his dimples showing. “This is your first trip as a representative of Wolfe Enterprises, and I want it to be a memorable one.”

Ms. Waters?

Was that for show?

Roy Wolfe was just as much of a puzzle as his sister was.

The bellhop was tall and blond with a glint in his sparkling blue eyes. “Ms. Waters?” He held out his hand. “Nice to meet you. Have you been to Montana before?”

His handshake was firm. “No, this is my first visit.”

“Get out and see it. Get out of the city if you can. There’s a reason we call it big sky country. It’s gorgeous here.”

“I’ll try,” I said. “I don’t know how much time I’ll have for pleasure.”

“I’d be happy to show you around,” he said.

“I’ll be showing her around,” Roy interjected, handing him a wad of bills. “Thank you.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Was Roy actually jealous? The bellhop was cute, but he was nothing compared to the majesty that was Roy Wolfe.

I had no idea how long we’d be staying here. I hadn’t bothered to ask, and I hadn’t brought anything with me other than the sundress I wore last night since I’d gone straight from Roy’s place this morning. I assumed it would just be an overnight trip.

Once the bellhop was gone, I turned to Roy. “What now?”

“We have a meeting in less than an hour,” he said, a glint in his eye.