Page 6 of One Weekend in Seattle

“I do.” He was fascinated by her.

“I’m burned out at my job is all. I’ll figure it out.” She waved her hand. “What do you do when you’re not working at the club? If I remember right, it’s only open Thursday through Sunday.”

“You’re right; it’s only open four days, but there are still things to do during the week. Ordering food, beverages, making sure we have personnel. Paying vendors and other bills. It’s never-ending.”

“I get that. Being at the restaurant at six in the morning to take in food deliveries, and staying until after the dinner rush. It gets old.”

Sawyer groaned. “Those are long days.” They continued to chat about their shared food issues, laughed and talked about deliveries and all the things that went wrong. He realized they had a lot in common.

“Is this your first trip to Seattle?”

“In a way. I visited Lindsay when she first moved up here, but it was more to help her find a place and figure out what she needed. Sometimes that girl is helpless with the day-to-day stuff.”

Excitement filled him as an idea formed in his mind. “You’ve never played tourist?”

“No.”

“If you’re free, would you allow me to escort you around Seattle tomorrow? Show you what it has to offer?” Maybe she’d consider moving here. Wait a second. What was he thinking? They just met. But something deep inside said he should getto know her better, and he wanted that more than he’d wanted anything in quite a while.

Gabby tilted her head, and all he could think about was lowering his lips and tasting her sweet skin. “I’d like that, but I need to check with Lindsay.”

“Check with me for what?” Lindsay said, causing Gabby to jump.

Lindsay stood with her arms braced on the silver railing. She was smiling. “Hi, I’m Lindsay.” She extended her hand out to him, her expression curious.

“Sawyer.” He shook her hand. “I was asking Gabby to let me take her around Seattle tomorrow.” Lindsay’s hazel eyes lit up, as she and Sawyer turned expectant gazes to Gabby.

Gabby shrugged. “I didn’t know what you had planned.”

“Nothing.” Lindsay turned to Sawyer with a smile after a mischievous glance at Gabby. “I’m going to say she’d be delighted to see Seattle with you.”

“Lindsay.” Lindsay laughed at the outrage in Gabby’s voice.

“I’ll be at the bar.” Lindsay sashayed away, waving her fingers in the air.

Sawyer breathed a sigh of relief. Lindsay didn’t seem to recognize him.

“I don’t think I was ever that carefree,” Gabby commented.

“That’s a shame,” he whispered. “Tomorrow?” He didn’t want to press her, but he really wanted to spend time with her.

“Lindsay has given her seal of approval, so yes, I’d love to see Seattle with you.”

“Wonderful.” He took her hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed her knuckles. “We’re going to have a marvelous time.”

“You sound very sure of that.”

Sawyer laughed. “I am.” Gabby not knowing who he was made him more relaxed and would allow him to show her Seattle without any expectations.

The music slowed, and he took Gabby’s hand. “Let’s dance.”

She slid out of the booth with him, and on the dance floor, he pulled her into his arms, grinning like a fool. The DJ always played some slow songs during the night, and Sawyer planned to take advantage of each one. Gabby flowed into his arms as they moved around the floor.

Each touch of her body against his made his dick pulse. His body was reacting in ways he didn’t expect. “Is there any place in particular you’d like to go tomorrow?”

“Pike Place Market, if you’re not sick of taking people there.” Her voice was soft.

He gazed down at her. “You got it.” He liked Pike Place. “There are so many unique vendors and food.”

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