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“You don’t think she did it because of who you are?” He tips his bottle toward me. “Maybe she’s looking for a hook-up with the master conductor.”
If she is, she’s doing a hell of a good job playing hard to get.
“She did it for Alvin.” I glance down at the screen of my phone when it chimes. “The pasta I ordered is here.”
“It’s about time.” He finishes what’s left in the bottle in his hand. “I’ll grab us another beer.”
***
Trey: Hey Alex! I got the tickets. I’ll be there. Thanks, man!
I smile at the text message.
It’s been days since Vito send out the ticket packages to Trey, Buck and Olivia.
Buck called me the next day to thank me for the invitation. He’s bringing his ex-wife in an attempt to rekindle the fire.
If I can play a part in a reunion, I’m happy to oblige.
I type out a response to Trey.
Alexander: I’ll see you then.
My fingers hover over the screen. I’m tempted to ask about Olivia. I haven’t heard anything from her since the tickets were delivered to her office. I have no idea if she’s even a fan of the symphony.
I press send as the sound of elevator doors opening draws my gaze up.
“Mr. Donato?”
I look her over. She’s wea
ring a pale pink skirt and a sheer black blouse. Her hair is pulled back into a messy knot at the base of her neck.
Olivia Hull has to be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.
“Olivia,” I greet her as she takes a step off the elevator. “It’s good to see you.”
She adjusts the black trench coat slung over her forearm as she looks around the lobby of the Foster Enterprises building. “What are you doing here?”
I could lie and say that I’m here to see her, but I doubt that would earn me a smile.
I can’t tell if she’s as attracted to me as I am to her. The puzzled look on her face at the moment isn’t helping.
“I’m here to see Gabriel Foster.” I watch as the elevator doors slide shut. “We’re meeting for lunch.”
She nods, her teeth tugging on the corner of her bottom lip. “I need to go. I have to be uptown in ten minutes.”
“Did you get the tickets to the symphony and the invitation to the reception?” I ask casually as she turns to walk away.
Her eyes scan my face. “I did. It wasn’t necessary, but thank you.”
“You’ll come?”
A blush blooms high on her cheeks. If I knew her mind was going to wander there, I wouldn’t have phrased it as a question.
She’d come with me. I’d make it my mission every time I fucked her.
Her hand darts to her cheek, her fingers feathering a path over her smooth skin. “I’m not sure. I have to check my schedule. I think I may have plans for that night.”
