Page 15 of The Pursuit


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“I have my moments.”

“They must be few and far between.”

I laughed. “Admit it. I’m growing on you.”

“Oh please. I gave you one measly compliment,” she grumbled.

Once Gaby was fully situated, we fell into an uneasy silence. When she continued shifting and flailing around on my shirt, I knew she needed to focus on something besides being stuck. Leaning forward, I tapped her leg. “Tell me something.”

Gaby eyed me warily. “What?”

“What’s it like being the daughter of a rock star?”

She shrugged. “For me, I don’t know anything different.”

“True. But when you came off the road and spent time with Maya and Sara, you had to notice a difference.”

“Sure, I did.”

“Obviously growing up with lots of money and traveling wasn’t too bad.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Wasn’t there a downside?”

Tilting her head in thought, she replied, “Probably the worst is when someone used me because of who my dad was.”

“I totally get that. I mean, I’m not even in the same stratosphere as your dad, but I hate when people kiss my ass because of who they think I am or what I might do for them.”

“Do you get recognized a lot?”

With a shrug, I replied, “Sometimes. It was way more intense during and after the Olympics.”

“I bet.”

“I’m pretty comfortable with my D-list celebrity status,” I joked.

Gaby laughed. “I bet. My dad was straight A-list for many years. As a kid, and especially as a teenager, I really wanted to be able to go places with him without flashbulbs blinding us. But he always did his best to protect us.”

“He seems like a pretty cool guy.”

She smiled. “He is truly the best.” Jerking her chin at me, “I haven’t been around him much, but your dad seems pretty cool, too.”

Chuckling, I replied, “He would agree with you.”

Gaby giggled. “It sounds like both our dads suffer from inflated egos”

“Oh yes. Exceptionally inflated.”

“What does he do?”

“He’s a VP at a marketing firm. He had to travel some when I was a kid, but most of the time, he was home with me and my siblings. He was also a collegiate swimmer back in the day.”

Gaby’s brows rose. “He didn’t want to compete at a higher level?”

“He tried and came close a few times, but he just didn’t have it in him.”

“Did he ever pressure you to follow in his footsteps?”

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