discussing this.”
I stand up. “Have a sit-down with him. I can bring him for dinner. Get to know him.”
“Savy, I said I am not discussing this anymore.” I follow him out of the room.
“Just do this for me.” I watch him open the refrigerator. “I know you will like him. He’s a great person.”
My dad turns around. ”One dinner.”
I run to him and wrap my arms around him. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me just yet.” He pulls away.
“When he comes home we’ll set things up.” I’m excited I finally got him to cave. But even so, he still looks bothered by the entire thing.
***
I sit in the parking lot of the homeless shelter killing time before I have to go inside.
I smile at the text Ryker sent me and reply back with one just as adorable.
He teased me about showing up in the magazine alongside him for the entire world to see. Even though it sparked a conversation about my parents, and the result was good. He agreed to a dinner at their house in order to try and settle the hostility between them.
My phone rings, and it’s Ryker.
“This is the first time you have called me since that night,” I inform him. “It’s nice to hear your voice.”
“This is the first time I’ve had alone time since I left.” He sighs. “I’ve been nothing but busy. If I could leave and come back now, I would.”
A fancy sports car pulls up beside me and parks. And Jackson Luckman gets out. He winks at me and walks across the parking lot. I bite my lip. The last encounter we had, he admitted to flirting with me.
“So what do you think?” Ryker asks, cutting into my thoughts.
“About what?” I shake my head checking the time, so I am not late for work.
“You coming to my next event.”
“I say as long as I’m not busy I can do that.” I gather my things using my shoulder to steady the phone to my ear. “But right now I have to go to work. So, I have to go.”
“Have fun, beautiful.”
I hit end and step out of my car. I feel on top of the world now that he’s called. The day just keeps getting better and better.
I open the door and slip inside throwing my purse over my shoulder. There are already many people waiting for food and others waiting for a bed.
“There she is,” Lee, the man from the other day, says.
I smile and wave. “Lee, nice to see you again.”
“Always nice to see you, my dear.” He takes my hand. His is cold and skinny. ”I have a favor to request from you.”
“Me?” I can’t imagine how I can help.
“I want you to ask that boss of yours to get me a bed.”
Jackson opens the door to his office as if he already knows what Lee is up to.
“Lee, are you bothering Savy?”
Lee’s bushy eyebrows lift. “What an interesting name.”
Jackson takes Lee by the shoulder. “Lunch is going fast, Lee.”
I watch him walk away.
“That guy sure has taken a liking to you.”
I look over at him. “I think so. But I think he just wants me to get in a good word with you. He said he wanted a bed.”
“He has a bed here; he never sleeps here.” He sighs. “Like I said, Lee has a lot of issues.”
“Like what?” Something about the frail old man with gray hair pulls at my heartstrings.
“He lost his daughter.” Jackson motions me to his office. “Let’s sit down; I have some things I want to discuss with you.”
Oh shit. I hope he isn’t already planning on firing me. I take a seat, and Jackson closes the door. When he walks past me, I can smell his cologne, and it smells amazing.
“I wanted to take a few minutes to let you know that you are off to a great start.”
I nod my head, relief settling in my bones. “Thank you.”
He leans back in his chair. “Why do you look like you were just released from death row?”
“I thought you were about to fire me.”
He shakes his head. “No, just the opposite. I want to hire you.”
“On what grounds?”
He laughs. “You really were going to be a lawyer I take it.” He laces his