She shoveled ice into her bucket mechanically, her mind filled with one terrible thought.She’d slept with the man whose B&B she’d come to secretly evaluate! What kind of person did that make her?Certainly not an ethical one. Or a sensible one. Or even—regretfully—a carefree one. Not anymore. Because she could hardly continue her ho-ho-ho holiday affair with Reid while she was anonymously evaluating his business…could she?No, Karina told herself firmly, scooping another load of ice. She couldn’t. It wouldn’t be right. Now that she knew who Reid really was—and what he was really responsible for—she couldn’t ignore the facts. She couldn’t let herself go, indulge in some holiday fun, or even break out that honey she hadn’t been able to try yet. She was hamstrung, tied to her moral principles and her stupid, inconvenient sense of fair play.She’d have to leave Reid alone. It was the only way. The few hours they’d spent together would have to be their last.Stung by the thought, Karina missed the bucket with her next scoopful.
