Owens is such a nerd. It’s cute. Who the hell says wowza?
“For good reason.”
“You think every woman wants to trap you.”
“I’m a fucking catch.”
“And that every man wants to be you.”
“That’s just basic facts.”
“Alternative facts,” she mutters under her breath.
“I heard that.”
“Let’s just go over today’s schedule.”
I’m not letting her off of the hook that easy.
“Before discussing my schedule, why don’t you tell me why you’re so late today? All of this could have been avoided if you had been here on time doing your job. I pay you to keep the vultures away.”
“You also pay me to do a million other things. I’m only one person, and I was working on the arrangements for the school’s open house extravaganza.”
“You use the strangest words.”
“What’s strange about extravaganza?”
“It’s an open house for parents. You’re overstating things by calling it an extravaganza.”
She looks offended.
“Educated people say extravaganza.”
“Educated people say wowza too?”
“Yes!” she exclaims angrily.
“Educated weirdos.”
“Do you want to go over your schedule or not?”
“I do but after you tell me what you were specifically working on that made you ninety minutes late.”
“I had to meet with the principal to talk about who is on deck to speak that night. There’s going to be press coverage for the ribbon cutting ceremony, and I needed to make sure it’s going to be right.”
“You will be there to make sure it’s right.”
“I’d rather be anal about things now instead of having to troubleshoot things later.”
“Damn, Owens, you’re pulling out all the stops for my kids,” I say after considering all the time she’s spent working on the open house so far and her attention to detail. “If I had known you’d be this invested in it, I would have built a school sooner.”
“You’re doing a good thing, Coop. I just want to make sure it gets the attention it deserves.”
She doesn’t look at me directly in the eyes when she says that which is strange. Owens always looks me dead in the eyes when she talks to me, especially when it’s about business. That’s part of the reason why I trust her to plan my entire life. She’s not intimidated by me and will always give it to me straight. I can depend on her. I can trust her.
“Well it’s just one open house,” I say. Shaking off the odd vibes she’s giving me. “There will be others. Don’t let that one day interfere with your main responsibilities again. Part of which is to cock block all gold diggers. If that woman would have had it her way, she would have left the set today pregnant with my love child.”
“Lucky for her.” Owens grins. “I just saved her from a lifetime of being forever stuck with you.”
