“I just flew in and my luggage apparently went in a different direction. All my clothes are on their way to the West Coast. And I have a business meeting first thing in the morning. Any suggestions?”

“You don’t have anything else with you?” Andrea asked.

“Only what I’m wearing. This would be fine for the meeting, if it was clean.”

Andrea thought for a moment.

“Why don’t you come with me.” She led him into their gift shop and to the clothing section where there was a selection of t-shirts, sweatshirts and shorts.

He shook his head. “I can’t wear this to the meeting.”

Andrea smiled. “No, that wouldn’t be good. But you can change out of your clothes, find a t-shirt and pair of shorts here and give me your shirt and pants. I’ll get them cleaned and pressed for you and deliver to your room first thing in the morning. Is eight o’clock early enough?”

He looked as though he wanted to kiss her. “You’re an angel.” He quickly picked out a long sleeve t-shirt with The Whitley Hotel logo on it and a pair of long tan shorts. He changed in the dressing room and then handed Andrea his shirt and pants. “I can’t thank you enough. I need to pay for these clothes.”

Andrea smiled. “It’s all set. Don’t worry about it. Just go and relax. Your clean clothes will be at your door in the morning.” Andrea had a discretionary account where they could occasionally give out t-shirts or other items as advertising expenses. The goodwill they received from doing so more than made up for the cost.

“Thanks again. I really appreciate it.” He went off to his room and Andrea wandered back to the lobby with the pile of folded clothes in her arms.

Marco raised his eyebrows. “I’m almost afraid to ask. What did you do with him?”

She laughed. “He’s wearing a Whitley t-shirt and shorts and is relaxing in his room. I told him I’d get these cleaned and pressed for him and dropped off in the morning so he can make his meeting.”

“What laundry is open now on Nantucket?”

She grinned. “The one at my house.”

“Impressive!”

“I do what I can. And I should probably get going. Have a good night.”

“You, too. Are we on for dinner and drinks tomorrow?” Marco had mentioned trying out the new restaurant, Portside, that had opened down by the waterfront.

“Sure, sounds good. See you tomorrow.”

Chapter 29