Chapter 20

Gage’s POV

“Miss.” She licks her lips as she observes the card. “This is your private number?” the look in her eyes clearly Indicates her desire.

“I don’t have a public one,” I answer her questions affirmatively. Her face brightens up at the realization of the possibility that lies behind that answer.

“So, I’ll call you, then…Gage.” She adds a little extra drawl to the vowel. I nod appreciatively and extend my arm for a shake. It’s supposed to be brief, but she lets her hand linger in mine with a stroking grip. Again, I’m not surprised and would even have loved to take her up on the offer, but immediately I think about doing it, my mind flies straight to Scarlett, and, for some reason, every attraction that I could have had towards the station manager ceases.

“I would be glad,” I say nevertheless, not wanting to upset her into not giving me the information I need. For the most part, I’d probably not be in San José when she calls, so I’m not really both