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“Georgie is a keeper.”
“And you’re sure the boy is your son?”
“Yes.” I then said, “One question.”
“What’s that?”
“How’s the Pittsburgh offer?”
While my team showed no loyalty to me, the people at the table hopefully would. I needed us all on the same page. Those brown eyes had never left my mind, but then my stomach twisted when he said, “Not one I’m looking at seriously, as it’s lower than the others.”
There went that thought. I was all about the money now. I nodded and realized sentiment didn’t get the best contracts when I said, “Okay. Good to know.”
I was about to say goodbye when Phil asked me, “Do you want me to see if they’ll up the offer as you’d like to be a Pirate?”
If I was closer to my son, then maybe life would be easier than asking Georgie to pick up and move with me.
She’d probably say no, and she’d be right. I couldn’t offer forever when I was on the road a lot. But I asked quietly, “Do you think they’d budge?”
“If you showed interest, maybe. Your son wearing their uniform might be seen as a good thing to their franchise.”
We wouldn’t get it if we didn’t ask, right? I nodded at myself and stared at the two new people in my life that somehow needed to fit in, beyond just an amazing fuck that I knew she was.
I said with heat in my face, “Get me a reasonable number from them and maybe we’ll discuss it.”
“Good because I thought we were both about the money.”
“Oh, we are.” I was loyal to my friends on the team, but the team wasn’t loyal to me. Money mattered now. I said my “Goodbyes”.
Phil’s calls were good for the bus or plane rides, but he wasn’t what kept me up at night from memories.
That was all the woman in the next room, with my son that I needed to help today.
I came back and scarfed down my waffle. Once I finished, I asked the others, “You ready to head to school?”
Georgie fixed herself a second cup, or maybe third, as I wasn’t counting when I'd been on the phone. “This coffee is perfect.” She gulped it down and said, “You made it and it’s better than mine by far. I’ve no idea how you managed this.”
Jeremy stared at me like he said without words "tell the truth". I tugged at my collar and stood as I said, “I can’t lie to you.”
“What?”
I took the take-out box and placed it on the counter as I said, “I tried your machine. Your coffee sucked.”
She laughed. “That sounds right. It was a clearance bag.”
I lowered my head like this was school and I was telling a teacher how I cheated when I said, “So I ordered a decent brand and filled your pot on the stove.”
“Let’s get Jeremy to school.” She checked the lid on the rest of the coffee.
My boy jumped up to join us and we all headed toward her Rav 4. I’d been a kid myself the last time I'd driven to school with a mom, but now I wondered what happened once the kids were off.
Did I finally get my chance to rip Georgie's clothes off?
Chapter 5
Georgie
The principal walkedMichael into every class to see Jeremy’s teachers. The young women working with my sister, Olivia, batted their eyes at him.
