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He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. “Uhm…no, I’ll introduce you to James and his wife and then just follow my lead.”

“Okay.”

“We’re representing Morgan Grant, but it’s also a party, so I want you to have a good time.” He smiled.

Since I began working with Phillippe, this was the first time I’d seen him at a loss for words.

We pulled up to valet parking and Phillippe got out, walked around, and helped me out of the car. He took my arm and wrapped it around his bent elbow. “You have nothing to be nervous about,” he assured me.

“What about Tony?”

“He’ll join us after he takes care of the car.”

We continued inside and it wasn’t what I expected. Instead of a stuffy dinner, it was a carnival. There were game booths around the walls of the ball room, clowns, st

ilt walkers, balloon artists and gourmet carnival food. The theme was perfect for a children’s charity.

“Wow.” I was relieved, but I was also disappointed about not being wrapped in Phillippe’s strong arms dancing.

“This is so different from last year.”

“Excuse me?”

“Last year it was a dinner and dancing.” He looked around and a huge smile appeared on his face. “So what do you want to play first?”

I looked around the colorfully decorated ballroom. It reminded me of my family trips to the fair and my dad playing ring toss so he could win me a giant teddy bear. It took him four years, but he finally did it. “Ring toss.”

“Are you kidding?”

I looked at him. “With your height, we should be able to do some damage.”

“Okay, ring toss it is.”

We headed over to the ring toss game. Phillippe took his jacket off and handed it to me. “Okay, so what are we taking home?”

I looked at the prizes and spotted what I wanted. “The bear.”

He looked at me. “Are you kidding? That thing is huge. How are you going to get it home?”

“You have a plane.” I smiled.

“How many rings does it take to win the bear?” he asked the attendant.

“Get one on the red bottle.”

“The red bottle?” Phillippe strained to find the red bottle.

“Yep.” The attendant pointed to the red bottle deep in the middle of the green bottles.

“I see.”

“Get a ring on it and the little lady takes the bear of her choice home.”

He looked at me. “You sure about this?”

“Yep.”

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