As far as he was concerned, he was putting their night under the stars behind him. In his head, Cait from Chicago was a different person from Caitlyn Moore, daughter of Alden Moore, the man who could make or break his chance to land the Japanese theme park account.
Brodie was used to flying solo, especially when it came to business. The companies that hired Hayes Consulting trusted him and tended to not interfere. Most had gotten themselves into messes of one kind or another, or their public profiles needed a boost. They hired him to pull them out of the bad and into a better standing in the community.
This job wasn’t difficult.
Even if one might label the circumstances he dealt with...complicated.
He was this close to landing the Japanese account, and that would secure Hayes Consulting’s position in the Asian market. Brodie liked to joke that the Japanese account would put him one continent closer to world domination.
It was a pretty serious joke.
When he walked into the restaurant, the hostess, a woman with long, dark hair greeted him with a bright smile.
“Good evening.” Her lilting voice was bright and solicitous. “Welcome to the Hollows Cantina. How many in your party?”
“There will be two of us.” He glanced at his watch. “I’m a little early. I’ll wait in the bar until my dinner partner arrives.”
“Have you dined with us before?” she asked.
“I have, but it’s been a while. Since February.”
“I thought you looked familiar.”
Her comment gave him pause, and that’s when he realized that she was looking up at him through long, dark lashes. She was an attractive woman, no doubt, but he wasn’t even tempted to flirt with her. Flirting was one of his favorite sports. But he had enough sense to know that Horseback Hollow and London were worlds apart. The last thing he needed was to get himself into another romantic conundrum.
“I’ll just—” He pointed toward the bar area to the left of the hostess stand and started to walk away.
“There’s about a twenty-minute wait for a table,” the woman said. “What’s your name? I’ll add it to my list.”
Really? How strange, he wasn’t even tempted.
Even stranger, he was relieved when Caitlyn chose that moment to enter the restaurant.
“There you are,” Brodie said, realizing a little too late that he’d infused way more enthusiasm into his voice than he would have liked.
“Hello.” Caitlyn cocked a brow. “Did you miss me?”
And that was another thing about her. She was cheeky. She had just enough sass to keep him from labeling her a total pushover. Probably because that sass was mostly directed at him.
The woman was a delightfully aggravating dichotomy. Just when he thought he had her figured out she pulled a U-turn and took off in the opposite direction.
“There’s a bit of a wait for a table,” Brodie said. “Why don’t we have a drink in the bar in the meantime?”
As they turned to go, the hostess said, “If you want a table, I need a name.” She tapped her list with her pen.
“Fortune Hayes,” he said. “Brodie Fortune Hayes.”
Caitlyn stopped. “What? You’re a Fortune?”
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