Models.
Models were staying at The Belle. Those beautiful people we see on TV? Yep, some of them were staying at my inn.
Wait, were they really models, right?
Those were the words I asked on the third day Duncan was gone. They were good-looking people, yes, but there was something about them that made me weary.
I looked at the pair of good-looking men who were currently eating with me in the kitchen of The Belle. It was noon and Jane took the kids to Riley's Confectioneries for lunch. The owner also had kids. Mine and hers must have hit off because Claude had been bugging me to have a sleepover.
The two men with me were not really models. Yeah, I asked. What can I say? At least these two were, let's say less dazzling than the rest.
They could pass for Hollywood actors from the way they looked. One would be an equivalent to Daniel Craig and the other would-be Keanu Reeves.
