Page 57 of The Situation
Thanks to Carys’s incessant chatter about plants and the way she leaves little potted ones in every space she touches, I notice that a few green things might brighten the place. It’s very dull and cold here. Or maybe that’s on brand for hockey.What the hell do I know?
My footsteps slow, and a smile curls my lips.
Kelly loves design. What would she do with this?
I sigh, frustration licking at my nerves. I have to stop thinking about her—at least while I’m working. I keep thinking she’ll fade from my memory. But it’s been days since I saw her, and she still takes up most of the real estate in my brain.
I wish I could figure out why.
Sure, I’m wildly attracted to her in every way. Her brain, body, and intelligence are the ultimate package. It probably doesn’t hurt that she left without saying goodbye. That leaves me with no closure. I’ve used that trick on women a time or two. It keeps them wanting more. But it’s more than that. Dare I say it’s deeper?
It sounds crazy to think I’m this into a woman I’ve spent one night with, but I can’t get her out of my head.
“Mr. Brewer, hi. Good morning,” Daniel Garrey says as he exits his office. He extends his hand, and we shake as we make our way down the hall. “It’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too, Dan. How are things?”
“They’re very good. I’m more optimistic and pleased with the progress that we’ve made in the past few months than I have in the seven years I’ve worked for the Raptors. Things are looking up.”
“That’s great to hear.”
“I know we lost McCabe, and that’s a big loss,” he says. “But I have a lot of confidence in his vision and his staff. Have you met them before?”
I shake my head.
“You’ll love them. They’re smart and understand how to reach people in today’s world. McCabe played a significant role in changing the culture around here. Aurora and Tally will keep leading the charge, I’m sure.”
My phone buzzes, and I pull it out of my pocket. I see a text from Jason.
“I’ll meet you down there,” I say to Dan.
He nods and rounds the corner.
Jason: I want to apologize for the aircraft issue on Friday.
Me: Appreciate that.
Jason: We have a couple of planes down for maintenance right now, so if you can get your travel schedules to my assistant as early as possible, I’ll make sure we can accommodate you.
Why can’t Gannon be this easy to deal with?
Me: Great. Thanks so much.
Jason: I’ll see you Wednesday?
Me: As long as Mimi doesn’t cancel on me.
Jason: Yeah, right. See you then.
Me: Later.
I lock my screen and turn the corner. A few people are chatting away as they exit the conference room. Another group waits near the doors for the room to empty.
I straighten my tie, thinking through my impromptu welcome speech I’ll undoubtedly be expected to give, when my gaze is plucked out of the air by a pair of intimately familiar dark eyes.
My feet falter.
I flinch, my brows pulling together in confusion just before they rise in surprise.
