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The Painted Lady Inn is open for business and limping along in the B and B world. A high school reunion package assembles Donna’s least desirable classmates, including the backstabbing cheerleader, her narcissistic high school crush, and Arnie, whose cheesy poem had everyone calling her, hot mama. It’s all something she liked to forget. These are the normal guests.
An octogenarian self-proclaimed sleuth, Father Christmas, a dognapping couple, and a pair who is copying everything in the Inn to set up their own competitive establishment rounds out the group. Maria, the sister-in-law, has a matchmaking agenda for Donna. Daniel, her brother, finds himself serving as a referee with one guest’s multiple wives.
High school reunions can be murder. Detective Mark Taber is on the trail of the murderer, when he isn’t interfering in a smitten Arnie’s determined bid to woo the no nonsense innkeeper.
Arnie stepped into the room, threw his suitcase on the bed, while still cradling the basket. He slowly turned around taking in the entire room. “Not bad. Actually, it’s pretty nice.”
At last, someone who appreciated the effort she had put into the room. Her shoulders went back. Maybe she’d been too hard on Arnie.
“For a chick’s room.”
Chick’s room, really? “Why do you think it’s a chick’s room?” She liked to think all her rooms were appropriate for any gender.
Arnie placed the basket on the drum table with the floral light. “Hmm, the ruffles, the flowers, the room smells like perfume.”
He walked over to the rocker and picked up the romance novel she’d been reading. He brandished the book. “No self-respecting man would be caught reading this drivel. Mindless nonsense.”
His remark stopped her from asking for her book back. The best she could do would be to sneak back in and snatch it while cleaning. “It might do you some good to read it. Shouldn’t judge something you’ve never taken the time to read.”
Well, she’d gone and blown her excellent innkeeper behavior. “I dare you to read it.”
He blinked once, and then smiled. “Challenge accepted.”