“It was so wonderful that he came,” Renee continued, starting to spin in her chair again as she played with the giant diamond on her finger. “Especially when he’s so busy with all the sexual harassment lawsuit stuff.”
“Yes it was,” Kat agreed. “Although, he isn’t the one with the lawsuit. It’s his business partner. From what I’ve read, Jacobson wants to stay out of the papers and actually seems like a fairly normal guy. They usually don’t even have a picture of him in the articles. It’s always the other guy.”
“A fairly normal guy?” Renee set her feet down hard on the floor to stop her spin. “Katy, he’s a billionaire. He’s practically royalty. I would have married him if I had known he was there.”
“I’m sure Bob would have appreciated that.” Kat smiled at her friend and was rewarded with another exasperated eye roll that just made Kat laugh. “I hope he gave you a nice present.”
“Oh, he did,” Renee assured her. “I wish I would have known, though! I mean, I sent him an invitation but I never expected him to show up! I guess my wedding was a bigger deal than I thought.”
“So you didn’t get to talk to him at all?”
“I saw him in the receiving line, but I didn’t know it was him at the time,” Renee explained. “It wasn’t until Bess told me that he was there and refused to dance with her, because he was too busy with some other girl, that I even put it together.”
“Bess? Steve’s daughter? The one who teaches tennis at your country club?” Kat asked. Steve was one of the managers in a different department, always speaking glowingly about his daughter at the water cooler. Kat had never met her, but Renee was always talking about how pushy the woman was during lessons.
Renee nodded. “He apparently looked smitten.”
“Well, it certainly was a beautiful and romantic wedding,” Kat replied, thinking of her own handsome date. “It was an affair to remember.”
“Thanks.” Renee beamed. “It was perfect, wasn’t it?”
Kat murmured something that sounded like a yes, but her thoughts were elsewhere. She pulled out her phone and checked it. No messages. No calls. She set her phone back down on her desk. She wasn’t really expecting her mystery man to call her right this moment, but she had been hoping he would call her sometime.
But she hadn’t heard a word since she’d left him the note.
Her phone chirped and she nearly shouted with joy. It had to be him!
“You’ve won a free burrito!”
The fact that she had a free burrito was the only reason she didn’t chuck her phone at the wall right then. She didn’t want a burrito. She wanted him to call her. Even if it was two weeks late.
“You’ve checked that phone five times in the last twenty minutes. I’ve never seen you look so hopeful and then deflated.” Renee watched her for a moment, still fiddling with the ring on her finger. “Who’s the guy?”
“There is no guy,” Kat said, putting the phone away in her purse. There was no guy and that was the problem.
“Oh, come on. There’s a guy. No one gets as obsessive about their phone unless there’s a guy.” Renee inched her chair a little closer to Kat’s desk. “Spill.”
“Renee, really…”
“Spill it, Kat,” Renee cut her off. “You know I won’t let this go. Save yourself the pain and just tell me now.”
Kat sighed. When Renee had gossip in her grasp, there was no escape. “I met a guy at the wedding.”
Renee let out a squeaky, happy noise. “That’s so exciting! Who was he?”
“He said his name was AJ,” Kat told her.
“AJ?” Renee looked thoughtful, her perfect pink lips pulled puckered in thought. “I don’t remember an AJ... but there were so many people there. Probably one of Bob’s friends, since I don’t recognize the name. Good for you!”
“Thanks. He was amazing,” Kat said with a shrug. “I thought we had a connection.”
“But, I’m guessing from the look of disappointment on your face that he hasn’t called?” Renee frowned. “You’re still waiting for him to call? Two weeks later?”
Kat’s shoulders sank. When Renee said it that way, it sounded pretty pathetic. Two weeks was a long time to wait for a call.
“I’m sorry, sweetie.” Renee leaned forward, reaching out a hand toward Kat in a sympathetic gesture. “Not every guy is a winner. If he doesn’t call someone like you back in a week, then he’s probably married or something.”