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“That’s interesting. I didn’t know people in the stores actually still made the jewelry. I assumed it was manufactured or outsourced.”
“We pride ourselves on original pieces.”
“That’s not really good for sales, is it? Isn’t it better to sell traditional pieces that people can afford? Original work has to be expensive.”
How many times had she heard that? “There are plenty of stores for that. Our reputation brings in both kinds of customers.”
Daniel stepped up to the cashier. “Four hot dogs.”
“Just one for me,” she corrected.
“What, are you on a diet?” He looked her up and down. “Smart woman. I don’t have the willpower when I come to a game.”
She drew in a breath and let it out slowly. “No, just want to save room for chili fries with onions.” Because unless he grew a new personality, she so wasn’t kissing this guy.
“Oh.” He gazed at the long line for the fries. “How about we get that at halftime?”
She smiled tightly. Why would he accommodate her? That would make this a whole different kind of date. “Perfect.”
He brought their tray over to the condiments area and fixed his hot dogs, leaving her to fend for herself with her lonely dog. Manners and chivalry obviously weren’t part of the lawyer curriculum.
She fixed her hot dog and followed him to a table right in the middle of a crush of people. Wearing her cute white shorts had seemed like a good plan, but now she just prayed they’d stay that way for longer than ten minutes.
“So, where are our seats anyway?” She set a napkin down on the seat and perched on the edge.
“They’re the law firm’s season tickets. I had to do some serious groveling to get these. Nat said you were worth it.” He took a bite from his hot dog, wiped his mouth, and smiled. “We’re the second tier on the fifty-yard line.”
“Glad Nat didn’t oversell me.”
“Nah, you’re totally worth it. Nat said you were hot, but she didn’t say you weresmokin’hot.”
She laughed despite the frat guy delivery. “Well, thanks.”
“Sure.”
“So, what branch of law do you practice?” She knew she was opening up a vault of boring conversation with that, but it was an easy way to tune him out.
Corporate financial-blah-blah. Whatever. She nodded and smiled when he seemed to need it, but otherwise it was definitely the Peanuts’ teacher noise in her head.Waah-waah-waah-waah.
His eternal dialogue gave her time to look around. It had been a few years since she’d been to a football game.
She liked the sport well enough. Especially when she went to a live game. There was an excitement in the air that only came with a stadium full of fanatics. And the SU fans were definitely the living embodiment of the word.
Between the jerseys, the hats, the warpaint people wore, and the outrageous mascot wannabes, the stadium was filled with orange and deep navy in every shape and form. This was the part she loved. It didn’t matter who you were, or what you did for a living. Being a fan was an instant bond.
She lifted her hair off her neck while they were in the vending area and fluffed her hair. It was still ungodly hot, but at least the food area had some fans to combat the stifling heat. The dome kept the sun off but didn’t help with the heat.
“Do you want to find our seats?”
She smiled. “Yeah, that would be great.”
He stood and took their trash, stopping to get another beer for himself and a bottle of water for her. At least he wasn’t totally oblivious. He led her down the stairs and urged her down yet another level.
She had to give him one thing—the tickets were awesome. Usually, the players looked like ants at the seats she could afford. As soon as they sat down, he was on his phone again.
“Must have some battery life on that phone.”
“Hmm?” He looked up from the phone with a distant smile. “I actually carry a charging bank.”
