date.
“You’re staring at me.”
“I’m wondering what you’d like. From the menu.” He winked at her.
She laughed out loud, a real, hearty sound that warmed his insides and made him want to hear it again.
“Let’s order and then you can tell me all the ways I can give free stuff to my guests. I bet you have a long list.”
“Lucky I’m hungry, because you’re right. I do have a long list, and I think we should start with leftovers.”
“Leftovers?”
“Your kitchen wastes food and I think you should send it over it to the camp. Especially when they have needy children on site.”
“But I already sponsor the camp.” Damn, why had he told her that? “Forget I said that,” he said lamely. It was too late. Megan was great friends with Jeanne and Allan from the camp and, by the look on her face, she knew exactly what he was talking about.
“You’re the one who paid for that school to come from the city last year? You paid for all those poor children to have the great outdoors experience?”
“It’s supposed to be anonymous. Please don’t tell anyone. Only you and Chelsea know that it’s me.”
“But why? You should be proud of it.”
“I am, but I don’t do it for the recognition.”
“Very noble, but a little short-sighted.” She sounded frustrated.
“Sorry, I don’t get what you mean.”
Megan sighed. “For a savvy businessman, you sure have it wrong.” She put a hand up and began to tick off her fingers. “A, you can use the publicity if it’s not you, but Haven Resort, sponsoring things like that. B, it’s tax deductible, so it won’t cost as much. And C, if it doesn’t cost as much each time, then you can afford to do it more often. It’s simply Marketing 101.”
Jordan was stunned. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Thank you will suffice.”
“Thank you, Megan. I love the concept of more bang for my buck even if having my name associated with it doesn’t appeal to me. And my accountant’s going to be upset that I listened to you and not him, but it’s all worth it to get more sponsorship out there.”
“Precisely. Now, where’s the waiter?”
Jordan couldn’t believe his luck. Not only was he dining with a beautiful woman, but she was the most intelligent one he’d dated in a very long time, and she worked for him. Now, if he could just convince her to give the two of them a chance, he’d be a very happy man. He touched his glass to hers in a toast, and then realized he was actually incredibly happy right now.
Chapter Eight
Megan had to admit that she’d had a lovely evening in spite of her reservations. They’d sparred and laughed and sparred some more. Jordan got her, and the realization made her heart feel light for the first time in years.
When he dropped her home a few hours later, he undid his seatbelt and turned to face her. “Would you like me to take Lisa home?”
Touched that he’d even thought of it, she declined. “No, thanks. She wouldn’t be happy with that. She’ll probably stay the night, or Allan will pick her up if she decides to go home.”
“Fair enough. I’ve never dated a woman with children, so I wasn’t sure how this side of things worked. Plus, Lisa doesn’t know me at all.”
Megan was surprised once more at his understanding. “Have you ever been around kids?”
“That would be a ‘no.’ When I came to Christmas lunch last year, I was amazed and horrified to see so many of them with free rein. Shit, I don’t mean that the way it sounds.”
Megan frowned. “How do you mean it?”
“Well, they were loud and all over the place, yelling and carrying on. Their parents, for the most part, seemed to be ignoring them.”
“Parents need to unwind as well, you know. And no matter how it looked, all of those kids were being watched over, and they all behaved extremely well, considering how many differing ages there were.”
“Really?” he asked dubiously.
“Tell me something – weren’t you ever