Perfect Fit - Brenda Jackson [40]
And on that thought he spoke up, surprising himself by meeting her gaze, giving her a quick grin and saying, “I’m Gabriel; an angel, remember. There’s no job too difficult for an angel.”
Before giving her time to respond, he stood. “I think we’d better leave before the weather gets worse. Come on, I’ll walk you to your car.”
An hour or so later Gabe entered his home. A long, deep breath rushed through his lungs from the intense cold weather outside. He’d endured cold days and nights in Detroit, but nothing compared to this.
He shifted his gaze around the room, appreciating the warmth and comfort it brought, and grateful still for the return of his sanity. Sage Dunbar was beautiful enough, alluring enough and way too desirable. She could make even the strongest man lose his resolve, forget any vows he’d made and even lose his common sense.
But he intended to hang on to his.
Quickly crossing the room, he picked up the phone and began dialing. If his problem was a result of the fact that he needed a woman, then he would offer a remedy to that, real quick like and in a hurry.
He smiled when he heard the sound of the soft, sleepy feminine voice. He’d forgotten about the four-hour time difference and had evidently awakened her. “Debbie? Hi, this is Gabe. I’m flying home this weekend and would very much like to see you.”
CHAPTER TEN
Sage took a deep breath at the same time adrenaline pumped fast and furious through her veins. She studied the miniature layout of Eden that was displayed on the huge table in front of her. This was the part of her job that she enjoyed most, when everything started pulling together in anticipation of the final product. However, in this case, there would be no finality. Eden would grow and prosper for many years to come. John Landmark had ingeniously mastered not just a plan, but a concept that would rival even the likes of Vail, Colorado.
Over the past four weeks, she had visited a number of ski resorts including Vail, which was known as the largest one in America and was frequented by just as many Europeans as Americans. It would be Eden’s strongest competitor. While there she had studied everything she could about it. To properly market Eden as the snow skier’s paradise, she had to know just what it was about Vail that kept people coming back.
“So what do you think?” she finally asked Malcolm Grainger, the thirty-four-year-old man who was an instrumental part of her marketing team. Transferred in from Denmark’s West Coast office in California, he had a strong background in marketing research and had accompanied her to Vail. Since returning, the two of them had worked diligently in putting together the first phase of Eden’s marketing campaign.
A smile played around the corners of Malcolm’s mouth. “I think you have the right idea, and John Landmark had it, too. It’s evident by the way he has situated the buildings around the resort. Like Vail, he wants anyone coming to Eden to have all the shops, restaurants and nightlife they could possibly want within a short walking distance of their hotel or condo.”
Sage nodded. That was the one thing she had liked most about Vail, its accessibility. Once they had parked and unloaded their rental car, they hadn’t needed to use it again until it was time for them to leave. She wanted the same ease of convenience