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“Why wouldn’t you?” I counter.
She puts her phone, face down, on the table and stares at me, “Since when do I run my schedule by you, Ian?”
She has me there.
I shrug my shoulders, trying to be casual. “I’m just surprised. I haven’t heard from you in a week.”
“I was busy.”
Busy? Or avoiding me?
I purse my lips and then force the words out. “Are you still upset with what I said the other day?”
Her pretty pink lips part and then she gives me a smile. “No. You apologized. You didn’t mean it. We’re good.”
I know I’m not going to get more out of her, so I change direction. “Okay, tell me about George.”
Agatha reaches out and picks up a breadstick. “If it’s all the same, I’d rather not. I’ve been in meetings with him for the past three days. The man does not shut up about himself.”
I grin. “He seemed a little too full of himself.”
Agatha scoffs. “A little? If you look up ‘narcissist’ in the dictionary, his picture is right there, under the word.”
“So, you won’t get the account?” I ask, laughing.
Agatha raises a brow. “Oh, I got the account, all right. I always get my man.”
I blink at the undertone in those words, and for some reason, I feel something flutter in my chest, and I laugh. “Should I be worried?”
Her perfectly manicured nails tap on the table, and she just smiles at me, a slow curving of the lips that indicates trouble.
Our meal arrives, and as we eat together, I sense there is something different about her, almost decisive. It makes me wonder what is going on with her, but she doesn’t seem to be in the mood to say.
We are staying at the same hotel, and I can’t help but feel a little elated. As we walk back, she tells me, “I brought Jenna with me and told her to invite her boyfriend as well. No reason the two of them couldn’t make this into a romantic trip together while they’re at it.”
I blink. “That’s very nice of you.” Agatha grins.
“Well, she really seems to like Nick, and lately with the hours I’ve been asking her to put in, she hardly gets the time to meet up with him. She’s been a godsend to me.”
I tuck my hands in the pockets of my pants, admitting, “She’s a pretty good assistant.”
We walk into the hotel lobby and the receptionist immediately beams at her. “Miss McCoy, these flowers got delivered for you.”
Agatha looks surprised. “No card?”
The woman gives an apologetic smile. “None.”
For a moment, I see a hint of strain on Agatha’s face, before she smiles, making me think I imagined it. “Have them sent to my room, please.”
“Secret admirer?” I ask, unable to suppress my annoyance.
She shrugs her delicate shoulders but doesn’t offer anything.
Our rooms are on the same floor, and I follow Agatha into hers. “What’s your plan for the day?”
She picks up a small note on her dresser and frowns. “Well, I did have plans with Jenna to go out and celebrate landing this client, but Nick seems to have dragged her away. She says she’ll be back after midnight.”
I raise a brow. “Guess you’ll have to spend your day with me.”
