Page 25 of Love Is Brewing

“And you know where I work and can reach me too,” he said.

“Are we going to leave it like this?” she asked, standing up. She’d lowered her voice. “You’re going to make me call your business and ask to be put through? They’d want to know why since you’re the owner and all and probably don’t take calls from many. I’ll have to say I’m an attorney. You know, throw my weight around.”

“You’re good,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “I bet you go into the courtroom and throw them off with that sweet smile of yours.”

“No one thinks I’m sweet,” she said. “They think I’m cold.”

“That’s funny,” he said. “I don’t see that. Or I haven’t seen that of you.”

They were walking out together. “You need to get your food.”

“Shit,” he said. “I forgot. Give me your phone.”

“What?” she asked. “Why do you want my phone?”

“So I can put my cell phone number in it,” he said. “I don’t make a habit of carrying business cards around with me and the ones I’ve got don’t have my personal number on them.”

“Got it,” she said, fishing her phone out of her purse, putting it toward her face to unlock, and then handing it over.

“I just sent myself a text and put my name in the message.”

“Smart,” she said. “And fast.”

“Got to be efficient in life. I’m positive you know a thing or two about that.”

Phoebe walked to her car while he went back in to get his original food order and she drove home.

The minute she was in the house, she wanted to pull her laptop out and research Elias but told herself not to.

A little surprise was a good thing.

And for all she knew, they might not even go on another date.

Who was going to make the next move? She didn’t want to do it and should have kept her mouth shut because now she had his personal information and he might expect her to do it.

She went to her room and changed out of her pants and sweater.

Not having to go to court, she dressed down some in the office.

When she noticed it was seven, she figured her brother would be home by now and she’d call him.

He should know that she had dinner with Elias. Not that she felt this was going to be a conflict, but transparency was something she’d lived by.

Unlike her grandfather.

She was damn well not going to be anything like him or what he thought of when it came to a woman.

She wished those thoughts and opinions could be as dead as her grandfather, but sometimes it was just so hard.

Once she was sitting on the couch, she picked her phone up. She saw the text that was sent to Elias and updated his contact information.

She almost put “guy in the truck” and then stopped herself. That would be stupid.

No, it would be funny and one thing she did little in her life, personal or professional, was something funny.

She went with her first instinct and added it under his contact information.

Then she called her brother.

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