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“I see our favorite patron is enjoying his lunch,” Talia said, as she crossed the room to meet her.
Jordan nodded. But today Noah was sitting with Harrison Dash, and they appeared deep in discussion.
Noah ate one meal here every single day when the team wasn’t out of town. If her memory served her right, he had done so since the very day he’d arrived in Pittsburgh last season.
And last night was the first time she had ever dreamt about him. She’d woke up right before he moved in for a kiss. The thought of kissing Noah made her nervous. Nervous because she woke up disappointed that the dream was over, and nervous because her focus should be on her job. She didn’t need a playboy distracting her.
Even if he was drop-dead gorgeous.
As she was pushing her feelings about Noah behind closed doors, a young woman circled his table before advancing. Jordan rolled her eyes at yet another puck bunny making her move.
“Don’t roll your eyes like that, Jordan,” Talia fussed, as she walked towards table eighteen. “He likes the tomato soup,” Talia said.
“No one comes to a four-star restaurant for tomato soup,” Jordan countered. “You can buy cans of it at the grocery store.”
If Noah Rodgers wasn’t a bachelor living in a hotel room by the arena, she would think he was creeping on her. But then again, there was nothing creepy about Noah Rodgers. Jordan didn’t realize she was still staring, until Noah glanced in her direction and then turned the young lady away.
“Our tomato soup is prepared by a culinary magician,” Talia argued. “You can’t get that from a can.”
Jordan stopped herself from rolling her eyes again. Talia wasn’t wrong about Chef Tony; he was an amazing chef. And canned tomato soup had nothing on Tony’s homemade tomato soup.
As if he had heard their conversation, Noah looked up and nodded once to her.
Flustered, Jordan turned on her heel and hurried to the bar. “Marco, can I get a water, please?” She needed a break. As she took a sip, her phone buzzed. “Marco, I’ll be in the office if Talia needs me.”
She answered her phone as she walked quickly down the hall towards the office. “Donna?”
“Hey sis, how are things in Pittsburgh?”
Jordan sat down at her desk. “Nothing new to report. Just loving life!”
“I guess that means working a lot?”
“You know I love my job.” Jordan sat back in her chair, taking a minute to relax.
“Most people say that sarcastically. Not you. You genuinely love your job. I think you’re the only person I know who does!”
“What can I say? I love working for Talia. How are things out your way?”
“That’s kind of why I’m calling,” Donna said.
Sitting straight up in her chair, Jordan spoke very quickly. “Is everything okay? Levi?”
“He’s fine, we’re fine. But Levi is why I am calling. Your nephew has a favor to ask of you.”
“Okay…” she responded. She relaxed back in the chair. “My little dude knows I’d do anything for him.”
“Your little dude is growing like a weed! And your undying loyalty to him is what he’s counting on,” Donna said with a laugh. “Levi has really gotten into hockey lately.”
“Yeah, Mom said he played dek hockey all summer and that he’s pretty good. I meant to get to some of his games, but the restaurant has been so busy. I knew he’d been following the Renegades last season.”
“Yep, once he realized you worked for Harrison Dash’s wife!” Donna chuckled. “He started ice hockey last month. When I can actually pry him away from the rink, he spends his time on roller blades. And I swear he lives in his Renegades jersey!”
“Oh, I bet they love that in Ohio!” She could only imagine.
“Glad you’re amused, because your little dude would like to know if you could introduce him to Harrison Dash. I’m sure he really wants to meet Tyler Kidd, but he’s smart enough to angle for the best possible outcome, and since you work for Talia Dash…”
Jordan pondered the ask. Imposing on Talia because she was her friend seemed so icky.
