Self-Made Fortune by Judy Duarte

Author:Judy Duarte
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2023-01-31T15:42:08+00:00

Chapter Eight

Gigi paced the living room, angry that Harrison hadn’t called her. Not that he owed her anything. But she’d been out of sorts ever since they’d played golf on Sunday.

She stopped in the center of the room, then shook it off. She strode to the garage, then took an empty acrylic drinking glass from the kitchen and returned to the living room. She laid the glass on its side and practiced putting—just in case Harrison did call and suggest they play another round at Hillside.

The first two shots breezed past the glass, one of which rolled under the sofa. She blew out a sigh and slapped one hand on her hip as the other gripped the putter.

Okay. She could certainly use the practice, but there was no way she’d take a freakin’ lesson. Not from Ken.

The last time she’d run into him at the pro shop, he’d asked why he hadn’t seen her lately, and she’d made a stupid and embarrassing Freudian slip. My schedule’s been very erotic lately.

He’d lifted his brow, and his lips quirked into an assumptive grin.

Erratic! She’d blurted out the word to correct the mistake. But he’d laughed, and then later that same day, when she’d seen him in the club dining room, he seemed to think they had a private joke, which they most certainly did not.

Ken actually thought that she’d go out with him—at least, he’d been about to broach the subject when she steered the conversation in another direction. He was so not her type. And too cocky for his own good.

Funny how she’d once thought the same thing about Harrison. But she now realized she’d been wrong, especially considering the kindness he’d shown her after the game, the way he’d listened—truly listened to her. He seemed to get her like no one else ever had.

Other than Grampy, of course. Her great-grandfather had known she could have taken over the CEO position at Fortune Metals. He would have encouraged her to go to college right after high school. And he would have insisted that her father give her and Reeve equal respect and responsibilities.

But Grampy was gone. And she’d yet to find anyone else who’d loved her the way he had, or who’d wholeheartedly listened to her as if her thoughts and feelings had great value.

Except for Harrison. Was he someone she could trust? She wanted to believe that he was.

She’d expected him to call after they’d left Hillside Country Club, but he hadn’t, which was disappointing, but at least he’d sent a text, thanking her for the game. But she’d hoped for...

No, she hadn’t expected anything else and wouldn’t let silly what-ifs weigh her down. So she kept herself busy on Monday, calling clients, scheduling meetings and responding to never-ending emails.

On Wednesday morning, she drove to Chatelaine to tape another podcast and to meet with Sylvia Vasquez at her home. She’d no more than passed the Harv’s New BBQ sign when Diana Dawson, who was producing today’s podcast, called.

Gigi answered. “Diana, I’m almost at the station.

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