Gingerbread Hearts (Paperback)

Chapter 1

“Absolutely not. We can’t wait that long. I put in the order months ago.” Olivia charged through the kitchen, darting around those who were putting together the hors d’oeuvres for the engagement party.
“I’m sorry. There was a delay in shipment due to weather.”
She scoffed. “The wedding is in three weeks. I know for a fact that the bad weather hasn’t been going on since Halloween. If you can’t get me what I’ve ordered by the end of this week, then I’ll find a new supplier.”
Olivia stopped as she surveyed the kitchen. Everyone was pulling their weight. There wasn’t a single person she’d hired who couldn’t handle the tasks they were given. The engagement party was going perfectly, and it was all thanks to her.
“We’ll see what we can do.”
“I hope so. Because I have someone who’s been begging for our business.” She hung up the phone and slipped it into her apron. “Mark! Don’t forget to put the mint on top.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Trini, you need to get those out right away. They’re running low.”
“I thought you left behind your military style when you quit your job at that Michelin restaurant.”
The quiet voice right behind her ear didn’t even startle her. Olivia glanced over her shoulder to find Eve grinning deviously.
“Caught you,” Eve said.
Waving a dismissive hand, Olivia moved through the counters and took a spoon from the saucepan on the stove. She took a taste and nodded to Dean, who had been tending to it. “This is done. Hand it over to Mark as soon as you can.” She met Eve’s triumphant gaze as they both made their way farther into the kitchen. “You know this event is different.”
“Not really.”
Olivia gave her boss a pointed look. “It’s Zoe’s engagement party. Everything has to be perfect.”
Eve laughed. “Zoe and Daniel wouldn’t care if you served Cheetos and Rice Krispies Treats, and you know it.”
Olivia rolled her eyes. “That may be, but I’m going to make the next month one to remember. They’re getting married at the place where they met and fell in love—on top of being the place they both want to call home for good.”
“Are you sure you’re not just projecting here? I haven’t seen you out dating anyone recently.”
A huff burst from Olivia’s lips. “That’s because I’m content with the way my life is. I don’t need anyone.” She could feel the intrusive thoughts already trying to claw their way up from her past. There had only been one guy she’d had strong feelings for, and it hadn’t worked out.
It had been for the best, no matter how much her heart still ached from losing him.
“I don’t believe that for a second. You need someone, just like the rest of us. And you’re working too much as it is.”
“From what I recall, you were just like me—a workaholic who didn’t know when to say ‘enough.’”
Eve laughed. “Yeah, and look where that got me.”
“You’re married now.” Olivia tossed her a teasing glance. “So it couldn’t have been all bad.”
“Only because Gabriel was a friend who happened to have feelings for me. Does any of that sound like it would apply to you?”
Olivia rolled her eyes again, choosing to think about the work she had to do that day. Once the engagement party was over, she would have to focus on the preparations for the wedding on top of the regular meals they offered at Sagebrush Resort.
It was true that she’d left the five-star restaurant to come work for Eve and Gabriel. And yes, it was also true that the work had been more grueling where she’d been before now. But there was still plenty to keep her busy, and she loved every second of it.
She turned her boss around, forcing her to face the door, then gave her a little push. “You know, you should go check on our guests. I’m sure the ones who are not here for the party are feeling neglected.”
Eve gasped and spun around to face her, causing Olivia to jump a little with wide eyes. “That reminds me. We have a very special guest. He’s actually pretty famous, and we wanted to make sure that his experience here was just as amazing as ever.”
Olivia folded her arms and put all her weight onto one foot. “This sounds interesting.”
“Well, he’s one of my favorite authors—Gabriel’s too. And he’s here doing research for a book… and probably to get away from the city. You know how it is.”
“Yeah, sounds about right.” Olivia chuckled. “But what do you want me to do?”
“Well, because of the party, he’s been holed up in his room for most of the day. He checked in a few hours ago. But I’m sure he’s starving. Do you think you could whip him up something special and take it to his room?”
“I’m sure I can have someone deliver something—”
“No, it has to be you. I don’t think sending anyone else would speak as much as us sending the chef.” Eve winked. “You know, because of your history.”
“You mean, because I was a real chef?”
“Have I told you how much I appreciate that you were willing to come all the way out here from the big city to cook for a cute little resort like mine?”
Olivia laughed again. “Okay, you don’t have to lay it on so thick. After the event, I’ll make sure to get him something for dinner and deliver it myself. Will that make you happy?”
“Yes.” Eve gave Olivia a hug then hurried out of the room.
The rest of the party went off without a hitch, but what else did Olivia expect? She was good at what she did. She could juggle this sort of thing with her eyes closed and batons flaming. It had taken her a few years, after she’d dropped out of college, to figure out what she had a talent for, but when she did, she’d soared to the top faster than everyone in the industry. The fast-paced lifestyle simply wasn’t for her, and that was what had ultimately brought her to the small town of Starlight, Texas.
And boy, did she love it.
Olivia made sure the dinner menu was on track before she set to work creating a gourmet grilled cheese sandwich and homemade tomato-basil soup. She topped it with garlic-herb croutons and plated the dish with a sprig of parsley on top.
It might not have been the kind of meal that a famous person would expect from a chef of her caliber, but the second this guy took a bite, he’d know just who he was dealing with.
She put Mark in charge, and then she hurried to the third floor and all the way down to the twenty-second room. It was a suite—one of the bigger rooms that had a kitchenette and a view of the pastures where the horses grazed on warmer days. To have gotten this room, the guy must have really impressed Eve and Gabriel. They didn’t give it to just anyone.
Olivia rapped her knuckles on the door then waited. She glanced down the hall when a door opened then shut and a couple emerged to head toward the elevator. It was only the first week of December, and already, the decorator had covered the lobby and the exterior with boughs of holly.
Her patience wore thin, and she tapped her foot before knocking again.
The door swung open, and a familiar pair of icy-blue eyes locked with hers.

(Prequel) Snowfall at Sagebrush
1. Mistletoe Masquerade
2, Gingerbread Hearts
3. Beneath the Christmas Star
4. Tinsel Trail
5. Crossroads at Sagebrush