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delay, so it looks like I could take it on.”
    “Awesome.” He sounded so young, almost like the Jack she’d known, when he said that. “When can we get together to talk about it more?”
    “Well, I… need to work up a proposal and contract for you. I mentioned feasibility studies, and then…well you mentioned that budget wasn’t an issue, but I’ll need to talk to you about the concept development and then do some preliminary designs and estimates.”
    “Okay. That sounds like it’s going to take a while. I’ve never been good at waiting.”
    “I can work on it right away,” she said. “As I mentioned, my schedule opened up.”
    “We could have dinner tonight.”
    “Oh.” Her heart leaped into her throat. “Tonight? I’m afraid I can’t. I already have a date.”
    After a brief, thick silence, he said, “Oh. I see. What about lunch tomorrow then?”
    “It’s Saturday, but…okay.” It wasn’t as if she never worked weekends. When they were on a deadline, long hours and weekends were fair game. “I’d like to come and take some photographs of your space, if that’s okay.”
    “Yeah. Great. How about you come for lunch, take your photos and see the patio again, and we can talk about all that stuff.”
    Lunch. At his place. Oh boy. “Sounds good,” she said crisply. “What time should I come?”
    “Noon is fine.”
    “See you then.”
    She hung up. She really did have a date that night, a second date with Eric. They’d had a pleasant evening last weekend, so why not? He was taking her to a Blackhawks game and she loved hockey so it should be another fun evening.
    Except somehow she was disappointed that she wasn’t going to be having dinner with Jack.
     
     
    Jack had grown up a Blackhawks fan and had attended a few Sharks games when he lived in San Jose. Having a private box was a business expense and he’d found it a great way to schmooze with potential clients. Here in Chicago, he’d love to be able to do that, but he was going to have to wait for next season to see if he could snag a suite. In the meantime, he bought tickets to individual games and invited clients or staff to attend. Tonight he had two tickets, but no plans, so it was just he and Adam.
    “Why didn’t you invite someone from Michigan Trust?” Adam asked as they settled into their seats in the United Center.
    Good question. “I want to keep a low profile on this deal,” he said. “That’s why you’re handling everything.”
    “I could have invited someone. In fact…” Adam grinned, “…their VP of Operations is a pretty hot babe.”
    Jack lifted an eyebrow and drank his beer. “Oh yeah?”
    “Definitely rideable.”
    Jack laughed. “Wait until the deal is done, at least.”
    “You know I’d never jeopardize business.”
    The music of Nirvana blasted over the sound system as the two hockey teams warmed up on the ice and Jack studied the players. He’d loved hockey as a kid, but it had been too expensive for his uncle to pay for, so he’d settled for basketball. He’d been captain of the senior team even though he hadn’t been the best player, although he’d been tall and relatively coordinated. But he liked to take charge and the coaches had seen his natural leadership. Of course, that all got yanked away from him near the end of his senior year.
    The bitterness over what had happened had long since faded, but there were still scars there. They’d always be there, but that was okay because they served to remind him where he’d come from and what his goals were.
    “Fisher is having a crap year,” Adam said, pointing with his beer. “They think he’s injured. Some kind of wrist thing.”
    “Huh. Maybe.” They talked about players and the team and then a little business as the game got underway. By the end of the first period, the Blackhawks were up two-nothing.
    “Good game,” Adam said, standing. “Let’s go find more beer.”
    Jack followed him up the stairs in the slow-moving crowd and