Page 42 of Love You
Before she could answer, Win said, “Slam dunk. They loved us.”
Darcy agreed that it had gone well but wasn’t cocky—or brash—enough to call it a slam dunk. In her experience, it didn’t pay to be over confident. But confidence was Win’s second name.
“Darce?” TJ bobbed his head at her.
“I think it went well. But it’s not up to Remy, Sue, and Russell and for all we know it’ll go just as well with the other company.” Sue had let it slip that they were headed to Mammoth this coming weekend.
“So why didn’t this De Wolk woman come if she’s the one making the decision?” Josh filched a bear claw off Colt’s napkin. When Colt went to grab it back, Josh said, “That was your second one. Get something else.”
Colt pawed through the box and found a fritter. “That’s the way these big companies do it. The CEO sends her minions, then makes all the decisions. Just like the police department.” He grinned.
“Seems like a big waste of time,” Josh said.
“Yeah, I’m sure it was a lot different in the army.” Colt licked his fingers.
“I don’t mean to interrupt but I have a telephonic meeting in five minutes with one of our vendors,” Deb said. “You guys don’t care if I leave to deal with that, right?”
There was a chorus of “Nos.”
“We still doing lunch?” TJ’s eyes followed Deb to the door. Darcy got the distinct impression that “lunch” was code for something else entirely.
“Uh-huh. See you later.”
TJ continued to watch her until Deb disappeared down the hallway. Win cleared his throat.
“You think we can get back to business here and save you and Deb’s sexy time for later?”
“Sure.” TJ threw his pen at Win. “I wouldn’t want to keep you from anything important, like updating your Tinder account.”
“I’ve got a tour in an hour and I’d like to get organized.” Win directed the last part of that statement at Darcy. She stared at her hands and picked at her nail polish.
Colt glanced at his watch. “I’ve got to get back to the station. So let’s move this along.”
Darcy tuned out the conversation, wondering why Win had looked at her like that. She really didn’t want to discuss the kiss. There was no reason to dwell on it. She’d prefer to just move on as if nothing had happened. And if he expected her to help him prepare for his group, he could forget about it. She had her own work to do.
“Is there anything more you two can do with FlashTag?” TJ asked, snapping Darcy out of her thoughts.
“You mean like ask them to marry us on the jumbotron at the Giants game?” Win said and Colt and Josh laughed. TJ wasn’t amused.
“I’ll send them thank-you cards today,” Darcy volunteered.
“Maybe we should send a box of Colt and Delaney ski jackets.” TJ made a note on his tablet.
“Dude, you’re trying too hard. They’ll think we’re desperate.”
TJ ignored Win and looked at Darcy.
She had to agree with Win. “Uh . . . yeah . . . it might be over the top.”
“Fine, we’ll wait until next Monday and follow up.”
“In the meantime, why aren’t we doing more business with Lucky Rodriguez and his cowboy camp?” Win asked.
Everyone turned to stare at him like he’d grown two heads. Darcy couldn’t remember him getting too involved on the business end of GA.
“I’m serious,” he said. “He has a great spread and thanks to Darcy booking time with him, it was probably the highlight of the weekend. Seems to me we could be cross-promoting.”
It was nice of Win to give her credit. She’d been conditioned to not expect it so the acknowledgment was surprising. And generous. Something she stowed away to think about later. More important, Win was right, GA should be doing more stuff with Lucky Rodriguez.
