Chapter 3

Ashton wasn’t pleased that his manager hadn’t called him to escort their guest to her room. Guests who came to Seaside or to any of his resorts could count on being pampered and treated like royalty. Just because she was on her own was no reason to deviate from his carefully thought out procedures. Another item to address when he revealed his true identity.

Riding down the elevator, he couldn’t help but admire the woman for coming here in spite of whatever happened. He knew it had to be difficult and painful to go on a solo honeymoon. And he’d seen the pain in her eyes. His gut contracted. It had taken all his willpower to keep from pulling her into his arms and offering her comfort.

You have a job to do, he thought, and consoling broken-hearted dumped fiancés was not on his list. Better he keep his mind on the task at hand. Exiting the elevator, he noted that the service man was gone and the cones blocking the second elevator were gone. Frowning, he