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move to a different suite.”
    â€œNo, that won’t be necessary.” With the spider gone, she was feeling a little braver. Not brave enough to move off the vanity, but braver. “As long as there are no others.”
    â€œI’ll check the property myself.”
    â€œThank you.” She looked to the general manager, who hadn’t said a word since bursting on the scene. At first, she blamed the silence on annoyance, but now that she looked closer, she saw that he’d gotten lost in thought. Distance allowed her to see past the shutters, revealing the haunted sadness she remembered from last night. A sympathetic ache curled through her stomach. He didn’t seem the kind of man who would look so lost, and yet at the moment,
lost
was exactly the word she’d use.
    â€œI didn’t mean to cause a big scene,” she said, raising her voice. Partly to let Jorge hear her and partly to shake Chavez from his thoughts. “When I called housekeeping, I didn’t expect an entire army to show up.”
    â€œWe were in the area.”
    â€œThey said it was an emergency.”
    Both men spoke at the same time. Because it was the first Señor Chavez spoke since entering, Larissa turned her focus to him. He’d shaken off whatever ghost captured his attention and returned to scrutinizing with such ferocity you’d think she’d committed a crime, rather than been a victim. “It was an emergency to me,” she said, defensiveness rising. “You all might be accustomed to finding poisonous spiders in your bathrooms, but I’m not.”
    â€œContrary to popular belief, tarantulas aren’t deadly. At best, you’d get a slight fever.”
    â€œGood to know. I’ll sleep much better knowing if one does decide to bite me, I won’t die.” His blunt tone surprised her. What happened to the exceedingly polite, do-anything-to-please-the-guest manager she met this morning? This man seemed far more intent in glaring at her. She didn’t understand the change, since she swore when he first burst into the room she saw real live fear on his face.
    â€œNo sign of any hairy friends,” Jorge announced, returning to the doorway. “I’ll have Pedro do a more thorough search and wash down the outside walls to make certain. I’m sorry for your discomfort.”
    â€œMe, too. Now I’ll be looking everywhere for creepy crawlies my entire vacation.”
    â€œWe can still switch you to a different suite, if you’d like.”
    â€œThat really isn’t necessary.” A new room wouldn’t stop her from tiptoeing every time she stepped through the door. A thought occurred to her. “Although, I wouldn’t complain about having something taken off my bill. I mean, since my ability to relax has been compromised.” Laying it on a bit thick, but seeing how she was in the hole for seventy percent of her wedding, every little bit helped. She arched a brow in Señor Chavez’s direction, hoping he’d take the hint.
    Instead, the man turned and spoke to his assistant in Spanish. Larissa didn’t understand a word of their conversation, but she noticed Jorge’s expression soften as he touched his boss’s shoulder.
    â€œI’m going to find Pedro,” Jorge said after a moment. “If there’s anything else we can do to make your stay more comfortable...”
    â€œI’ll let you know,” Larissa replied. She had a feeling she’d be able to parrot the phrase by the end of the week.
    â€œGuess I’m not doing well when it comes to being low-maintenance,” she quipped once Jorge left.
    The manager didn’t crack even the hint of a smile. “I’ll take another ten percent off your reception bill.”
    Looked like she owed the tarantula a thank-you note. “Too bad his friends weren’t around. I might have gotten the costs knocked off the bill completely. I’m