“Yes. I remember that well.”
“Think of it as a nostalgia trip, then. And besides, I come cheap. I won’t even charge you for my time, seeing how I’ll get all that free publicity.”
“How generous of you.”
“I know, right?”
She took a deep breath and let it out. “Fine. We’ll do this.”
“Great.”
“And can you get me tickets to see some of your games?”
Now it was his turn to give her the once-over. “I didn’t know you liked hockey.”
“Now who doesn’t know much about whom? I actually do like hockey, Drew. Plus I want to study your lines while you skate.”
“Huh. Okay, sure. There’s a preseason game tomorrow night against Denver. Do you want to come to that one?”
“Tomorrow night? Let me check my calendar.” She went over to her desk and grabbed her phone, doing some scrolling with her thumb. “What time is the game?”
“Seven thirty.”
“Yes. That’ll work. I should be finished up by then.”
“Okay. I’ll have a ticket set aside for you. Are you going to bring someone?”
She looked up from her phone. “No. It’ll just be me.”
“You can pick up the ticket at the box office. Just give them your name.”
“Thanks. This will really help with my designs.”
“Anytime.”
She looked around. He hated to admit he found her discomfort amusing, but he did. If she was uncomfortable, then it meant she felt something. And he wanted her to feel something.
For him. About him.
“So . . . you’d like me to leave.”
She lifted her gaze to his. “I didn’t say that, but I do have work.”
He stepped over to her, deliberately getting close. “You should just say what’s on your mind, Carolina.”
She didn’t say anything, but her eyes said it all. Confusion, that slight irritation that always made him smile, and then her eyes darkened, a flash of desire she tried to hide before she moved away.
But he’d seen it, and it made him tighten.
He took a deep breath. “Hey, I can take a hint.” He grabbed his jacket and put it on.
“Thanks for coming over,” she said as she walked him to the door.
“I’ll see you tomorrow night at the game.”
“Sure.” She held on to the door and gave him a stiff smile. “Good night, Drew.”
“Night, Carolina.” Before she could shut the door in his face, he brushed a brief, soft kiss across her lips, taking in her slight gasp of surprise. “Don’t work too hard.”
He turned and walked away and she shut the door.
He smiled as he pushed the elevator button.
Yeah, he got to her. Surprisingly, she got to him, too. He’d always enjoyed teasing her. After all, she was Gray’s little sister. Until she’d become more than that in one night that had rocked his world.
She’d thought he’d walked away as if she hadn’t meant anything.