“You’re the one who came up with the idea.”
“I don’t like the diagrams. I want something more concrete.”
Fin pushed back his chair and stood. “You’re going to do great tomorrow.”
“Thank you for checking on me.” I’d forgotten about his attire. My gaze went to his muscular legs, up to his waist, and the way the Coopers t-shirt tapered out to his wide shoulders. “We should call it a night.”
“I’d ask you to dinner, but I’m not exactly dressed for dining. Unless it’s McDonald’s.”
“Don’t make me tell Drew. McDonald’s is not on the Coopers-approved list for proper nutrition.”
Fin laughed. “I can’t remember the last time I ate fast food.”
“Keep it that way.”
He touched his forehead with two fingers in a salute. “Yes, boss. Maybe a raincheck on the dinner thing?”
A sigh came from my lips. “I probably shouldn’t, unless you want to bring a date. We can double date.”
“No offense, but I don’t want to have dinner with Preston Clark.”
“Do you know him?”
“Not him. I know his family. Back when I lived in Bowling Green. They were…” He inhaled. “Their reputation wasn’t favorable with local people, especially those who worked in the horse industry.”
“Meadow Farms has been in the Clark family forgenerations.” I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to defend Preston’s family. “They’ve always been nice to me.”
“Sure, because you have money.”
“You’re saying that you don’t actually know Preston?”
“I do not,” he conceded. “I suppose I shouldn’t make blanket judgments.”
I nodded with a grin. “Thank you for reconsidering. Let me know when you want to double date.”
“That answer,” he said with a sexy quirk to his grin, “won’t change. I can walk you to your car.”
Turning toward the windows, I saw the summer evening sky. “It’s not dark. I’ll be fine. Thanks.”
“Do you have more work to do?”
“No.”
“Then grab your things,” he said. “You can’t trust the football types around here.”
“I happen to spend all my time here. I’m safe.”
“Vee, let me get to spend a few more minutes with you.”
“You’re bossy.”
“I can be,” he said, “especially when I know what I want.”
Ignoring that comment or the way it made my insides twist, I took the playbook and walked to my desk. I collected my tablet and put everything into my tote. “I’m ready.”
CHAPTER 14
Fin
