Page 9 of The Attack Zone

If she noticed, she’s not going to say anything. She just presses forward with the planning.

“I started looking at some venues,” she says. “Maybe we can visit one after you’re back from the All-Star game? We’re both super busy until after Caleb’s gala is over.”

“That sounds great. Should we start a joint Pinterest board for everything?” I ask. “Once we nail down the aesthetic, I’ll start looking for a florist.”

Her mouth falls open.

I grin.

“What?” I ask.

“A Pinterest board? You’re on Pinterest?” She’s totally dumbfounded by this realization, and I love it.

“I dabble,” I say, continuing to grin at her.

“Okay then,” she says. “Well, as much as this is blowing my mind a bit, I have another meeting starting soon.”

“Send me the venue info so I can start visualizing things,” I say.

“You got it, Martha Stewart,” she says. “Oh, and I have an updated headcount for you for your gala printed off.”

She hands me a few pages of paper filled with names. I flip through it and see some of the best donors in the state are planning to attend.

“This is great,” I say before my eyes fall on it. Stacey’s name is in one column with a number two next to it.

“You’ve got yourself down for two in this count,” I say.

“I know,” she says. “Is that a problem?”

Oh.

Oh.

She’s bringing a date.

“Nope,” I say too quickly. “Not a problem at all.”

“You’re sure? It’s your event,” she says.

“Positive,” I say. “Can’t wait to meet him ... her ... them.”

“Great!” She stands up to walk me out. “Pleasure working with you, Mitchell,” she says as she opens her door.

And ... we’re back to Mitchell. Well, it was nice while it lasted, I guess.

“Bye, love,” I say with a wink as I step into the hall.

She rolls her eyes before closing the door between us.

CHAPTER 5

STACEY

A FEW DAYS LATER

You’re just ... too much, Stacey.

It comes through my head in Trevor’s voice, condescending with a sigh on my name.