“Yes,” Simon agreed solemnly. “Busy making the money instead of busy making the whoopie.”
“Oh my God,” I groaned. “You’re going to be a nightmare about this, aren’t you?”
“Just call me Krampus,” he answered with a grin. “What’s on the docket today, boss?”
“We need to help Hannah get into her email account,” I said, sitting across from him and gripping my mug between my hands. “She locked herself out, so if you could call the cyber division of…whatever provider she uses, and get it unlocked for her, we’ll start there. But you don’t have to be quick about it.”
“Right. No problem. And what are you going to do?” Simon asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Everything I can to stall her,” I admitted. “She came here to see Germany, and I’m going to be the one to show it to her.”
“Be careful,” Simon said gently. “She will go home eventually. I don’t want to see you fall for this girl and end up with a broken heart.”
“I’ll be fine,” I promised him.
The truth was, I couldn’t help hoping that maybe she wouldn’t go home. Maybe she’d fall for me, and we’d live happily ever after together. Which was stupid. I barely knew her, and I had no reason to think we were about to fall madly in love with each other.
Other than the fact that I was pretty sure Iwasalready falling for her.
“Good morning Ms. Montgomery,” Simon said brightly, causing me to turn to the door to see Hannah standing there.
“Good morning,” she answered, giving him a small smile. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t catch your name last night.”
“Simon,” my brother told her with a small nod.
“Simon?” Hannah tilted her head and stared at him for a moment, then looked over at me and grinned.
“Hez and Simon Gruber?”
“Yes,” I confirmed, not sure what she found so amusing.
“Well, I’m very sorry about your other brother,” she said.
Simon and I exchanged a look of confusion before turning back to her again.
“Nakatomi Plaza? Christmas 1988?” Her eyes widened as she continued to look between us. “You guys have never seen Die Hard?”
“No,” I answered, shaking my head. “Simon?”
“Can’t say that I have,” Simon answered, clearly as confused as I was.
“Oh my gosh!” Hannah exclaimed. “It’s only the best Christmas movie of all time. We all need to watch it.”
“I’m sure that can be arranged,” I assured her. “Perhaps after dinner tonight.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “I mean, if I’m still here.”
“Where else would you be?” I asked her, my brow furrowing in confusion.
“My hotel,” she answered, her tone indicating that should have been obvious.
“Nonsense,” I scoffed, waving her answer away with my hand. “Even if we do manage to recover your things, I think you’ll be more comfortable here for the duration of your stay.”
“I don’t think—”
“Simon is going to help you get access to your email,” I interrupted, not wanting to give her time to argue. “If you could give him your email address, he will be able to unlock it for you.”
“Okay,” she said slowly, narrowing her gaze at me. “But we aren’t done talking about this.”