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“Oh, I was having dinner with Jake’s family and I couldn’t make it. Was it great?”
“It was pretty amazing,” he answered, wincing a little at how accurate that assessment was. He grabbed some paper towels and helped Lauren wipe down tables in the children’s section. “She’s really good at doing that in front of an audience.”
“She is!” Lauren beamed at him. “You wouldn’t believe how worried she was about it. But I knew she’d be great. She’s good at everything. She just needs a little more confidence.”
Right. He nodded. “How long have you known her?”
Lauren shot him a curious look that he pretended not to see. “About a year. I didn’t meet her until after she moved back to town.”
“Why’d she leave New York?”
“I’m not sure. You should ask her about it.” Her smile wasn’t subtle.
Gabe shook his head. “I’m just curious.” He left off the “because she asked me to have sex last night.”
“Good,” Lauren said. “She’s very interesting.”
That was putting it mildly. Veronica was so damn interesting, he couldn’t get her out of his head. He’d thought about her all night until he’d fallen asleep. He’d thought about her all day. He’d wondered how she’d feel about their conversation once she was sober. He’d tried to figure out how he felt about it. He’d imagined what it would be like to sleep with her.
That had felt a little wrong since he hardly knew her and she was...kind of innocent? But that kind of wrongness didn’t exactly put a damper on sexual interest. She was pretty. She had great legs. Her smile made him happy. And she thought he was gorgeous.
Shit.
He retreated to the office to shut down the documents he’d been working on, though he hated doing it. He was just getting into the good stuff of figuring out which ebook lending system would work best with the library, but there’d be plenty of time to work on it tomorrow.
“Ready?” Lauren asked, reaching past him to grab her purse.
“Sure. I’ll walk you to your car.”
She laughed over her shoulder as she hit the last of the lights and headed for the back door. “Seriously?”
“Right. I got used to working in downtown Cincinnati.”
“Well, we do have to keep an eye out for bears. And there were rumors of a mountain lion in Jackson Square last year, but I suspect old Mrs. Smith was drunk again. She does love a good whiskey sour.”
She held open the door, then locked it behind her once he was through. “Hey, guys,” she called to the three firemen sitting in folding chairs near their door.
“Jesus, Lauren!” one called. “When I said you should hire a hot new librarian, that wasn’t what I meant!”
“Gabe,” she said drily, “that’s William, and those other two are Henry and Elliott. I’m afraid they’re a little disappointed with you.”
“It’s okay,” he said. “They’re probably just jealous because they can’t grow facial hair.”
“Hey!” William yelled back. “We can—we’re just not allowed to.”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself.”
The other firefighters razzed William as Gabe walked away.
“We’ll work this out on the court!” William called.
“You got it,” Gabe answered, happy for the excuse to get in a little time on the fire station’s outdoor basketball court. They seemed to pick up games at all hours of the morning and night, and Gabe missed the public courts near his apartment in Cincinnati.
“Night, Lauren,” he said as she headed toward her car and he set out for his apartment on foot. He was keenly aware that Veronica’s building was on his way.
If he took a right at the next street, he’d miss her place by one block. He could walk home, go for a run, relax with a book afterward. And be distracted the whole time that she might be waiting to hear from him.
He’d promised her, after all. He didn’t have to take her up on her...request, but he did have to get in touch. Tonight or tomorrow or at her next performance.
