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Fletcher nodded and walked to the door with his girlfriend, making Charlie slightly jealous. When was he going to have something like that? Maybe when he had time to focus on something like that and not worry about the team or his stupid cousins or the woman who walking towards him.
Maggie had a huge smile on her face as she walked out into the parking lot staring down at the paper in her hand. It was one of those unguarded moments that Charlie felt bad about witnessing, like maybe he wasn't supposed to see it.
Then he noticed the paper she was staring at: her contract. The contract he almost lost for her and the contract he had talked their catering department into offering to her. One of the few things that Charlie had used his power for in a good way since he inherited all that money.
"Hey."
Maggie's head snapped up, a startled look replacing the smile on her face as she almost dropped the contract before recovering.
"Sorry," he said. "I have a tendency to surprise you at the wrong moments, don't I?"
"At least I didn't have a cake with me this time."
She gave him a slight smile this time and he wondered if maybe that was a sign that the ice was thawing between them. Maybe she wasn't so bitter about the whole cake incident. Maybe he actually had a chance to be around her without making her immediately hate him.
But could he take that chance?
"You know, we have to have that contact by tomorrow morning," he said.
"I'm aware."
Her tone was a bit apprehensive, but he decided he was going to press on.
"What if I got it from you tonight? Maybe I could swing by your bakery?"
Maggie's eyes went a bit wide and Charlie quietly complimented himself for catching her off guard in a way that didn't seem to be destroying anything.
"Um, OK?"
"Great!" Going with the super confidence, boss. "So how about eight o'clock?"
Maggie slowly nodded her head. "Eight o'clock."
"And I'm assuming the address for the bakery is on my copy of your contract."
She looked down, her eyes darting across the paper in panic or nervousness or whatever. He liked it whatever it was, and he wanted to see more of it. Hopefully tonight if she would just agree to this.
"It's on here. On the bottom. The address."
"Great." What was with the greats? "I'll see you there tonight to pick that up and maybe have a not smashed piece of cake."
It was just a small smile but a smile was enough from Maggie. "Sure. Tonight. See you then."
"Have a good day, Maggie!"
Charlie gave her a quick wave and turned on his heel, too nervous himself to wonder what the hell he had just done? Because what the hell had he just done. He needed to keep walking, one step after the other and pretend this confidence he somehow pulled out of the cold air of Chicago belonged to him and not someone else.
Charlie, the billionaire with the hockey team, somehow scammed his way into getting something sweet tonight. He just hoped it wasn't only some cake.
Chapter Six
What was Maggie thinking agreeing to have Charlie meet her here to get the contract? It's not like she couldn't drop it off at the arena tomorrow. In fact, that's exactly what she planned.
But the confidence Charlie had in the parking lot today when he told her he would pick it up -- here -- tonight...
Yes, he had smashed her cake and they did not start off on the right foot. But she had been warming up to him, or perhaps he had been warming up to her even if she hadn't been the warmest and friendliest person when she first met him.
She had also gone home after the 5 o'clock shift ended and changed into a black dress for her meeting with Charlie. She tried to convince herself that this is how she would present herself to clients -- all business and professional. But that was ignoring the fact that her skirt was shorter than anything she would wear in a professional setting in front of a client.
