“Okay . . . How do I fit in?” His mention of Bali had her immediately engaged. Maybe he needed a campaign for that instead of Seven Seas. It would be easy enough to switch gears.
“The company, the Fawkes Group, is run by a married couple. The owners are Jack Hudson and his wife, Anne. They will also be evaluating me, not just my hotel.” A tic worked in Denver’s jaw.
“Evaluating how?” Blair knew she would have to drag the details out of him.
He gave a shrug. “My ability to work with their team. They’ve made some assumptions based on my reputation.”
“Oh . . .” Blair put the pieces together. “You mean the endless womanizing and ballsy boardroom tactics paint a risky picture for a group looking to partner with you in the long term.” Blair could have smacked herself. She shouldn’t have said
