“Yes,” hereplied withouthesitation. “Always.”
Afterstaringathimforan immeasurableamountoftime,GigilookedatErinagain.“I told you, I’veapplied for an internship overthesummer. If I getit,there’sachanceI’ll havea job readyand waiting forme when I graduate.”
“What happensifyou don’tgettheinternship?” heasked.
Shelookedbackathim,hereyesdroppingtohismouthforafleetingsecond. “ThenIguessI’ll come andworkforyou.”
Max’spulsequickened. “When doyou findoutaboutit?”
“In twoweeks.”
“Ican’twaitthatlong,Gigi,”hereplied,andhewasn’texactlysurewhetherhewasreferring to having to bring Erin toworkwith him,or to waiting for Gigi.
Sheletoutasmall,annoyedbreath.“Canwetalkaboutthislater?I’msureyouhavetogetback towork.”
Shewasright.Hedidhavetogetbacktorunningthings.Henodded.“Doyouwantanything?A drink?Something toeat?”
Gigi puther handsover hergrowling stomach.“I haven’thad dinner yet.”
“I’ll send someoneouttogetyou food.”