of your way.” She met his gaze, gifting him with a dazzling smile meant only for him.
“No problem. It’s on the way.” He gave her a little wink to make up for his scruffy appearance.
“Yeah, thanks.” Tony voice was polite, but his glare clearly communicated “hit the road.” He added, “We won’t keep you. You’re obviously just finished practice and must be in a hurry to get home.”
Gigi shifted forward on her chair, her eyes softening. “That’s right, you probably haven’t had dinner yet.”
Her genuine concern gave him an honest-to-God warm and fuzzy feeling. It had been a long time since anyone had worried about him missing meals.
Unaware of Tony’s frown behind her, Gigi said, “Would you like to sit with us and have something to eat?”
Energized by her invitation and the chance to run interference between the two, Sean pulled out the chair to her right. He glanced at the specials written on a large chalk board mounted on the wall.
“You know, I think a big piece of banana cream pie would really hit the spot.”
Tony was going to have to swallow his disappointment, because Sean decided that his pie was going to disappear very slowly. For the next half hour, the three of them looked over L.R.’s notes and made the final decisions for the logo, colors and lettering. Gigi had already done a lot of work and with Tony’s assurance that he would make the sample items over the weekend, the athletic department fundraiser was well underway.
After Tony received a call from Kyle, he agreed to touch base with Gigi the following Monday. It was obvious the guy didn’t want to leave her with Sean, but his son was at a friend’s house waiting for a ride home. The two men shook hands as Tony left, Sean adding a little extra power to his grip. So what if he gave the guy the false impression that he and Gigi were involved?
Gigi gathered all the paperwork. “Well, I should probably head home, too.” As she opened her bag. “Oh, before I forget, would you like to sign this anniversary card for Lawrence and Maggie?” She pulled out a large greeting card with a silver twenty-five on the front.
“Since Reggie from Reggie’s Flowers is my landlord, she’ll give me a super discount on a flower arrangement. It’s informal, whoever wants to pitch in. No pressure.”
Sean signed the card and fished a few bucks out of his wallet, glad that someone else remembered occasions like this. Here was Gigi , new to the school, and she was already going out of her way to make people feel special. She tucked the card back into her bag and Sean followed her out the door. What a view .
When they stopped in front of his car, Gigi met his gaze.
“Thanks again for bringing the folder over. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Where is your car?”
“It’s the beige sedan over there.” She pointed to a Taurus parked half a block away. “I can make it alone from here.”
“I don’t think so.” He walked alongside her and was pleased when she didn’t argue. Sean ached to rest his hand at the small of her back, but he’d found out earlier that simply touching Gigi was intoxicating.
“By the way, I think you’re doing a terrific job.” He’d witnessed her determination in returning the athletic office to order and had heard plenty of other staffers commenting on her efficiency.
“Thanks.” Gigi didn’t look in his direction, but he could see the satisfaction in the curve of her mouth. Since they were almost at her car, he decided now was the time to find out more about her mysterious phone call.
“Where’d you work before you started at the school?”
“At a small insurance agency in Greenville.” Her casual reply had him even more perplexed. She hadn’t wanted to discuss the reason for her upset earlier, and he’d assumed the caller was her previous employer.
“I bet they hated to lose you.”
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