“I haven’t caught you at a bad time?”
“Not at all. I’m just reading.” Bailey glanced at the book he’d been trying to concentrate on, wondering if Tom would think he was boring. Maybe he should have hinted at doing something more exciting. Getting ready to go clubbing or anything a bit more interesting than sitting around at home.
“Sorry to interrupt your downtime. I wanted to talk to you about something—”
“About the kids I suggested you consider for a position?”
“Yes.”
Bailey swallowed back the automatic bite of disappointment at Tom’s confirmation of his suspicion for the reason for the call. “Well, fire away,” Bailey said when Tom didn’t elaborate, trying to force some enthusiasm into his voice. After all, he should be happy that Tom wanted to talk about the proposal, it was one step closer to one of the kids getting a job.
“Actually, that’s a lie.”
Huh?“Oh?”
“First I wanted to apologise.”
“What for?”
“For my reaction when you mentioned the kids. If I’m honest, I was taken aback by the proposition—”
“Right,” Bailey said. His chest tightened.
“Only because I’m under a bit of pressure with trying to make the business a success. As soon as I gave it a bit more thought, rather than just the first reaction, I realised I was being an arse about it. I mean, I know there’s no reason someone who doesn’t have a permanent home can’t do just as good a job as someone who does.”
“It’s okay. I understand your reluctance. I did spring it on you, after all.”
“I’m not reluctant, not really. I think there will be some challenges perhaps but nothing that can’t be overcome. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I’m open to the idea.”
“That’s great—”
“I can’t promise anything. I’m not even sure when I’ll be ready to bring anyone on, but when I do, I’ll reach out and let you know.”
“That’s fabulous. Thanks so much, Tom. Everyone needs a helping hand every now and then, and it’s good to hear you’re considering it. I really appreciate you calling to let me know.”
“Oh, that wasn’t the only reason for my call.”
“It wasn’t?”
“No.” Tom chuckled, the sound sending a thrill of pleasure through Bailey. “I know the kids are important, but the main reason I was calling was to see if you’d like to join me for a meal sometime. I hope I didn’t read things wrong, but I’d really like to get to know you better.”
“I’d really like that. Getting to know you better and a meal.” Bailey couldn’t keep the smile from his voice.
“Great.” It sounded as if Tom was just as happy.
“We could go out, or I’d be happy to have you over here. That is if you’re up for trying my cooking. I’m sure it won’t be as good as yours, but I can whip up a mean pasta.”
“That sounds fabulous. I can’t tell you how appealing the idea of someone else cooking sounds. Are you sure it won’t be too much trouble?”
“Positive. How does Thursday night work for you? I’m on day shift all next week.”
“That works well. I’m looking forward to it, Bailey.”
“Me too.”
Bailey provided his address and they wrapped up the call.
He smiled to himself as he swapped the phone for his book again. He opened the mystery novel but ended up reading the same page twice without taking in a word. Instead his mind replayed the conversation with Tom, but this time his thoughts were in a much happier place.
