She turned back to him, the smallest of frowns lurking in the depths of her eyes. ‘I work in a people profession. I’m trained to anticipate people’s needs.’
‘I work in a people profession too.’
A laugh shot out of her and she immediately tried to smother it. ‘We may work in the same industry, but we’re worlds apart, Xavier—and I’m not just talking about Northern and Southern hemispheres, here. You’re not the least interested in anticipating anyone’s needs. You hire staff for that. What you’re used to is barking out orders and having them obeyed immediately and without question.’
The moment the words left her she winced, her shoulders edging up towards her ears. ‘I didn’t mean that to sound disrespectful. I just meant we play different roles on the hotel industry’s food chain.’
He believed her—that she hadn’t meant to offend him. But in that moment he realised how distant, how remote he was from the day-to-day running of his hotels. He couldn’t be remote from this one. It meant too much.
His heart started to pound. ‘That’s what you meant when you said earlier that I had clearly not worked my way up from the bottom?’
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