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“You’re not really a dancer, are you?” Jilly asked.
Slash wanted to answer that question, but she couldn’t, so she stayed silent.
“Let’s eat,” Carrera said. “We can talk about your career.”
“That’s so nice of you,” Jilly said.
“My family owes you a world of debt,” Carrera said as he held open the French door for them.
“You don’t owe me anything,” Jilly said.
“If you hadn’t told Slash to run, she wouldn’t have ended up in my life,” Carrera said. “Offering you a job is the least I can do.”
Carrera slid his gaze to Slash, and in that moment, she knew. She was going to spend the rest of her life with this man.
Until the end, ‘til death do us part.The whole enchilada.
Jilly excused herself to the bathroom while Slash washed up and started setting the table.
“How’d I do, boss?” Carrera asked.
She set down a fork. “You did good. You didrealgood.”
When they sat at the kitchen table, Elsa said grace. “Dear Lord, thank you for this meal, for our family, the family at our table tonight, and for Jilly who gave us Amanda May. In Jesus’ name. Amen.”
“Amen,” they echoed.
The food was passed around, and they started eating.
“Elsa, this is unbelievable,” Slash said. “I’m having seconds, no matter how full I am.”
“It’s excellent,” Jilly agreed.
“Tell me what type of job you’re looking for,” Carrera said to Jilly.
“I’m two classes from a bachelor’s in marketing with a concentration in biz dev,” Jilly said. “I love thinking outside the box on ways to grow a business. Change happens daily, so if businesses don’t keep up and grow, they die fast.”
The conversation continued. By the end of the meal, Carrera said, “I don’t need to see your resume. I’ll talk to my new executive director, Gracie. We’ve got a marketing spot open and we’ve got a few customer relations spots as well.”
“What are those?”
“They talk to prospective customers and book cruises.”
“Where do you find new business?” Jilly asked.
“We advertise, we’re on social media, word of mouth, and a ton of repeat biz.”
“I’ve never seen a local spot,” Jilly said. “What about TV?”
“My former business partner, my sister Mara, was looking into that,” Carrera said.
“What happened?” Jilly asked.
“She passed,” Carrera said.
“I’m so sorry,” Jilly said.
Carrera pulled out his phone. “I’m texting Gracie your name with my recommendation.” His fingers flew over the keyboard before he set his phone down.
