Layover Rules by Kate Dawes

Author:Kate Dawes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-05-03T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

True to their word, Steven and Ross came to New York for a day trip. They made the drive in less than four hours, arriving late Saturday morning.

It was just the three of us at lunch. Alicia, who had gotten to know Steven and Ross through me, couldn’t make it but planned to catch up with us later for a Broadway show.

As we ate, I told them about the new job possibility, and then about Sam.

“That’s quite a nice setup,” Ross said.

“Love the name,” Steven said, referring to the Layover Rules.

“All mine,” I said, pointing at myself. “I get all the credit for it, and I have to say I’m pretty proud of that one.”

Steven followed baseball so he knew all about Sam. Ross and I had more in common when it came to sports—neither of us knew or cared anything about it—so when he’d been quiet for a long time while Steven was talking about the Yankees, I assumed it was just because he wasn’t interested in the topic of conversation.

But he was quiet beyond that, even when I was talking about Sam’s die-hard devotion to casual clothes. Ross was into fashion and I was surprised he hadn’t chimed in on that.

Finally I asked him what was going on, and he said, “What happens when you start to feel more for him?”

I finished chewing, swallowed, took a sip of wine and stated firmly, “It’s not going to happen.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because,” I said, wiping the corners of my mouth with my napkin and placing it back on my lap, “I just know. After what I went through with Trevor, I’m not putting myself out there for any guy for a long, long time. And what Sam and I have is good. No, better than that. It’s great.”

Ross pointed his fork at me, “That’s why you’ll start feeling more.”

Steven said, “She’s a big girl. She can handle it, no matter what happens.”

“Oh, it’s going to happen,” Ross said.

I looked at Steven for more support. He frowned and said, “Sorry, Blair. But he’s right.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine, believe what you will. You’ll see. I know exactly what I’m doing.”

“Yeah,” Ross said, “setting yourself up for a whirlwind romance with a hot ex-baseball star. I can’t wait for the wedding.”

. . . . .

I arrived in San Francisco late Monday night, checked into my hotel room, and called Sam.

“Are you here yet?”

“No,” he said. “I’ll be there tomorrow afternoon.”

“Where are you staying?”

My company picked the hotel, and the TV network picked Sam’s, so we couldn’t plan to stay in the same place. It would either happen or it wouldn’t, and it wasn’t that big of a deal either way.

He told me where he would be staying and then asked me where I was.

“Marriot on Fourth Street,” I said. “Room 444. Easy to remember.”

“That’s not too far from where I’ll be.”

He told me the first game of the series was at 4:30, for primetime viewing back east, which meant he wouldn’t be too late.

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