about, Noah; you canât just abandon that to run a guesthouse!â
He sighed and his gaze fell to the floor. âRose, we donât have a choice. You wonât be able to serve the breakfast or clean the rooms until youâre better again and, in the meantime, youâre going to need some help. I can take some time off at the garage. Itâs no trouble; Iâm owed some holiday anyway and you know Iâd love to help more at Sunflower Cottage.â
Rose opened her mouth to say something, but changed her mind. âYouâre right; thereâs lots of things I wonât be able to do with a broken leg and I donât want to let the guests down. The garage wonât give you enough time off to run the place until Iâm better, though, and you canât be in two places at once. Weâll have to think of who could come in to help you, even a few days a week.â
He shook his head. âJust leave everything to me and concentrate on getting yourself better. Iâll manage fine on my own; youâve got nothing to worry about.â
She sighed and pursed her lips. âNoah, youâre a lovely boy wanting to take all this on for me, but between the garage and the guesthouse youâll be run ragged. Weâll make some phone calls to see who can come in to give you a hand. If we canât find anyone, we might have to consider cancelling some bookings.â
I cleared my throat and took a step forward, bringing an end to their conversation.
âSorry, I⦠I couldnât help overhearing that you need an extra pair of hands to help run Sunflower Cottage.â I felt myself blush a little as two pairs of eyes stared back at me, obviously wondering why Iâd been eavesdropping on their private chat.
Noah cocked his head slightly to one side, as though he was trying to suss out my intentions. He sat back in his chair, arms folded and a suspicious look on his face. He opened his mouth to say something, but Rose beat him to it.
âYes, weâre going to find ourselves a little short-staffed until Iâm back on my feet. Donât suppose you could recommend anyone, could you?â
The words were out of my mouth before I had a chance to properly think about them. I wasnât usually one to speak without engaging my brain first, but the last few days had shown that pretty much anything was possible.
âActually, I can,â I said. âMe.â
Noah made a noise that fell somewhere between a snort and a laugh. â You ?! No offence, but do you know anything about running a guesthouse? You buy them up for the company you work for, but have you ever actually worked in one?â
I squared my shoulders and put my hands on my hips. âNo, but Iâm a quick learner and you can teach me everything you know. That way, I can cover for you if you need to be at the garage and you wonât have to cancel any bookings. What do you think?â
There was a pause that grew increasingly awkward the longer it went on. While I hadnât exactly expected a burst of enthusiasm, Iâd hoped for some sort of reaction at least.
Finally, Rose spoke. âYou know, thatâs not a bad idea! The whole reason youâre here is to buy Sunflower Cottage, so youâll be around the place anyway. And at least youâve got some experience of the industry too. Yes, this could work out quite nicely! If itâs not too much trouble for you, of course.â
âNo trouble at all,â I replied, flashing a quick grin in Noahâs direction. âIâm more than happy to help out.â
âWho knows,â Rose said with a chuckle, âit might help you two to stop your bickering!â
Noah rolled his eyes and murmured âthatâll take a bloody miracleâ as he tried to look happy about the fact heâd have to work alongside me.
I couldnât help but agree with him.
Chapter 9
Iâd always secretly fancied running a
Jessica Conant-Park, Susan Conant